| And it’s like bam
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| Cause the beats is so fresh
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| It’s like I’m rippin apart the rest
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| But they try never the less
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| It’s like everybody wants a piece
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| Of the big apple pie
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| But they haven’t the heart
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| It’s like do or die
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| You’ve got have the shit
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| Never let them make you quit
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| Rule number 1 is that you’re
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| Not to give a shit
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| About every damn body that
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| Now wants to cut you down
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| Even though you’re broke
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| And still livin in funky town
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| And free shit is cool no
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| Don’t try to get me wrong
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| Just for kickin another lyric
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| Over 28 metal songs
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| You see I got the best job
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| In whole damn world
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| Props go out to Jackson Dee
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| Mad props go out to my girl
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| You might want to step the fuck back
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| Or just try to fake the funk
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| And make me attack
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| You vocally snikt snikt
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| I’m like wolverine
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| Cut you deeper than a fuckin guillotine
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| It’s just like a bad dream
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| Time to get with the program
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| No glam, no glitz
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| Check this shit fuck the counterfeits
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| They want hits
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| That shits me so please quit
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| Do I have to make you submit
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| No you don’t want that shit
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| 28 and the system
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| Beats so heavy you know you can’t lift em (x4)
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| Everybody’s feelin laid back another
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| Track from the system of the
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| Pound and the crew with mad sounds
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| How long have you waited for us to kick it
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| Like this the big beats is mad fun
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| And that’s what it is and here we go, go
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| We got a system where the kids say go
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| And then we rock em, not with rocks
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| But with blocks of guitars and mad cuts
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| Jedi master jay watch the kid
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| Rip it up cross faderdarth vader
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| Watch him bring it on cold rock
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| The decks in effect and I’m like
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| Qui-gon-jinn rock the mic
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| Get psyched, deadly like a saber
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| Feel the force from the source
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| Cause his no imitator
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| 28 and the system
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| Beats so heavy you know you can’t lift em (x4) |