| I dare you
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| (Uh, Harlem Underworld)
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| To come against me
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| (Harlem Underworld)
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| I dare you
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| (Black Rob)
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| To defeat me
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| (Watch the whole thing unfold)
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| I dare you
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| (From 100th street)
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| To come for me
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| (To 200th)
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| You won’t win
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| (Manhattan)
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| Nigga’s got me sittin’on the roof
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| Eye trained, on scope, blessin'100 proof
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| Hand on toes, 'bout to roast
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| Some kids who flash like they assassins
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| Picked up my dough and b-ked this honey passin'
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| Got the spot on lock
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| Taking flicks around the corner
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| She made it where the spot ain’t hot
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| Like a potato, she got five-oh on the payroll
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| They sniffin’yeyo, I don’t know what to say, yo There they go in front of the store
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| Dressed in black shit
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| Some like theys are meaner
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| If they be hustlin’back, we’ll fuck 'em
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| Can’t even do one thing, assassinate 'em
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| That’s it, that’s all, solo
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| Single, no more, no less, stocks rang, yo Money caught one in his Kangol
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| D.O.A. | 
| as his man made his run for the door
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| Caught 'em in the 'gaitor shoes his girl probably bought 'em
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| Too bad, Black ain’t get the chance to extort him
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| Cuz Nigga’s like that don’t deserve to live
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| Word the myth
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| And we ain’t got no love to give
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| For these drop shots who wanna be down
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| Wanna be clowns, the fail ones
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| I like how all that good shit sounds
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| And I dare one
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| I dare you
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| To come against me I dare you
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| To defeat me I dare you
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| To conquer me You won’t win
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| Nigga, I sleigh, you pray, kill that ass uptown
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| Dump yo’bitch ass back around your way
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| When I’m in one of those moods I can give a fuck
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| I mean cool, run and bungie jump off the fuckin’roof
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| I hear voices calling me, givin’me fits
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| Singing tonight’s the night Black Rob, let’s write these hits
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| In the halls of death, you get left, I’m in the top 10
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| Even Rocky trainer and his wife said you can’t win
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| Scream battle, but you never fought
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| That’s like me sayin’I got five, never ran a full court
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| Stab the devil in his belly, took his Pelle Pelle
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| Blew the spot down and slid straight to the tele
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| I see envious eyes, envious guys, different states
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| Mad we seen 'em, different cake
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| Rob me, tear that asshole out of place
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| Cuz in the end I’m the head case you gotta face
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| And I dare one
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| I dare you
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| To come against me I dare you
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| To defeat me I dare you
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| To conquer me You won’t win
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| It feels good not to be dealin’with petty cash
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| Me and D-Dot all we seein’now is ready cash
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| And ready ass, splash in the Jacuzzi
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| Honey from the movies, south notch cutie
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| Used to go to Harrah with D after the homecomin'
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| On my way from Kakalaka
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| Me and Merse was gun running
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| Musta done something all conspicuous
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| Eye of the tiger, I know these cats are sick of this
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| Ridiculous sayin’these cats don’t love Black
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| This is Bad Boy, I puttin’it where it 'posed to be at
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| Lemme know where to put your rosary at My enemies, I let 'em get a load of me gat
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| Fine, you don’t believe Black real official
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| Playa way, get your ma’s cake, and kiss you
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| You leavin', wasn’t part of this plan
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| Understand it’s all about the Bengi’s man
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| And I dare one
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| I dare you
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| To come against me I dare you
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| To defeat me I dare you
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| To conquer me You won’t win
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| I dare you
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| To come against me I dare you
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| To defeat me I dare you
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| To come for me You won’t win
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| I dare you
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| To come against me I dare you
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| To defeat me I dare you
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| To conquer me You won’t win |