| Yo. |
| one-two. |
| it’s only right baby
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| 7L. |
| these cats are easy kills
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| It’s dangerous, yo, check, yo This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive
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| Sociopath, throwin the math, yo my whole staff’s
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| On attack, on the rap, check the warning track
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| Rap quarterback, leadin the Patsies in the stack
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| When the, tongue is the trigger I «Squeeze 1st» like Jigga
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| I’m bigger than a .38, when I terminate
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| If I’m, fly by night, it’s cause I, sleep 'til 6
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| Wake up, cop clothes, rock shows with top flows
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| I be, non-peace, beheading every beast
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| Weapons of the East, take it back, give your head a crease
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| Leave you dead at least, we roll deep with no beefs
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| On point like Mo Cheeks, my brethren hold heat
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| Leave you, with no teeth like, Kermit the Frog
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| Murder your squad, with the fear of God, herbin you frauds
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| You rap Liberaces, make me sicker than the nazis
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| Esoteric is the name, motherfucker watch me
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| «Watch where you’re headin now. |
| watch where you go»
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| «Uh-huh! |
| Uh-huh motherfucker uh-huh!
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| Watch me Duke, watch me» --] Ghostface Killah
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| I spit verses, perfect for burnin your back curvature
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| Certain it converted good person into a murderer
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| Live in Hell’s Kitchen and shittin upon the furniture
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| Sermons that I spit are forbidden, where’s the interpreter?
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| Tell society, I attacked 'em (?)
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| Like a sabretooth, breakin loose, like (?) in many
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| My buck-fifty's worth every penny
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| My team’ll put this gun and spleen in the Gulf Stream
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| The engineer said I’d better relax
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| 'fore I kill you in the booth and leave you dead in your tracks
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| Put your head in the cracks, my agenda’s
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| Takin out fake 5%ers like federal tax
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| Yo I hack phlegm, and grab the mic by its stem
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| To publicly humiliate you like a bad friend
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| Everywhere we go it’s like yo that’s them
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| The mad men ballin out like the Pac-10
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| My ideology embodies thoughts at high velocities
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| My life is quite an odyssey
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| End careers with the pen, but never write apologies
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| Trite psychologically
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| War, I declare it, Al-Jazeera wouldn’t air it
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| «It's only right that I address this, case in fact.»
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| «It's only right. |
| it’s only right. |
| it’s only right»
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| «Watch where you’re headin now. |
| watch where you go»
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| «Uh-huh! |
| Uh-huh motherfucker uh-huh! |
| Watch me Duke, watch me»
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| Yo, I’m crackin open domes, leavin broken bones, overgrown
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| With the vocal tone, rap Moses Malone
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| I’m detachin my own skull so I can soak it in chrome
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| Then come back like I’m Destro’s clone to take my throne
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| I’m well known, lyrically my skill is well shown
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| I’m deadly, and epidemically I’m full blown
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| To infect it, injected, you’re lookin at the face of murder
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| Erasin words that have you lookin like your Mason Betha
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| Your name’s unheard of, I’ll break you like need to break a (?)
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| Pussy, I’m like a Willie Mays rookie
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| While you’re a '93 Jody Reed, so slow your speed
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| Got motherfuckers fightin over weed
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| I cut up guys like butterfly knives
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| Should’ve died last, rhyme-wise I’m Jesus times fives
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| Quick to finalize my plans for your demise
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| Analyze this, you pitch I hit a line drive
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| «Watch me Duke, watch me» --] Ghostface Killah
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| «Watch where you’re headin now. |
| watch where you go» |