| Uh, my interruption, cause a major concussion
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| Dome piece swollen, son you need a cup of Bufferin'
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| Peep my post-production, (Hey!), follow my instruction
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| Bounce back, my repercussion cause mass destruction
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| Fuck around strain ya, 'til ya plan malfunction
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| Sit cha ass down, (Hey!), bouncin' out ta Flushin (Queens, NYC)
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| Check extra P, by the boom weed, from a Russian
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| I remember, when I used ta rhyme, for next to nothin'
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| I got so much ta offer, every time I tell you somethin'
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| (Hey!) I’m about ta drop it! |
| (Who?) you could never stop it
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| Let me quickly chop it, still, a lot of niggas —
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| Idolize the false prophet, the rhyming Lou Gossett
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| Hold your head and shoulders, yo I roll with evil holders
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| Dealin with the facts, I hold the science in the folders
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| The jewel, on how to knock you from concussion, into comas
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| Test shit, I pull your valve from out your breast kid
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| Mess with, shit like this, after God blessed it
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| The whole world lookin' at me
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see (I feel so supreme)
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| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so good)
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| The whole world lookin' at me
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see (we gotta keep it alive)
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| If I fulfill my destiny (we gotta keep it alive)
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| The whole world lookin' at me
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| Uh, I’m bout to cause chaos, steady bustin ya bra’s
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| Switch to witch craft, my chemistry witcha séance
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| Fuck the bullshit, livin' in the zone of my renaissance
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| My squad stay formin', like the Muslims down at the Mosque
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| Split ya fuckin frame, like we raisin splittin' cigars
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| I be workin' wonders, my squad formin' numbers
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| Christopher Columbus? |
| Discover how yo' speed
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| Got swell up like cucumbers, my name be rollin' thunders
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| My degrees multiply the heat, more this summer
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| My flows got so much rhythm, substitute the drummer
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| Yo fuck that, focusin' about the front runner
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| Who you think you is? |
| You better stay protected —
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| Walkin' out the door, makin' sure you rock the double breasted
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| Fuckin' with them devils, watch your soul get recollected
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| Motherfuckin' shame when you (DIE!) disrespected
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| Every bitch nigga in the world, should be arrested
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| Beat with many strikes, until their train of thought is redirected
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| The wrong has been corrected, (GOD!) has been elected
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| The squad has come to rule us, with the jewels manifested
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| Extreme, my thought process on every record
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| Blow the spots to pieces bounce, without a clue right through the exit
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| The whole world lookin' at me (yeah, I feel so good)
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see
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| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so supreme)
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| The whole world lookin' at me (imperial)
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see
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| If I fulfill my destiny (I feel so high)
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| The whole world lookin' at me (so high in the sky)
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see
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| If I fulfill my destiny (we on some other shit)
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| The whole world lookin' at me (some whole other shit)
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| Watchin' and waitin' to see (so supreme)
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| If I fulfill my destiny (higher level stuff)
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| The whole world lookin' at me (Take a look, take a look at me, ha) |