| Black beanie, a sack of wheaties, and dirty chucks
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| My guest list has the owner pissed cause it’s thirty plus
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| Roll to the show with the homies crammed in a sturdy truck
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| Pull up and see the chicken bet you can hear them birdies cluck
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| Arm full of wristbands, special kinds for them VIPs
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| Big man on campus all access do whatever I please
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| Doing my stretches and getting ready to rock the mic
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| With Zo on the tables he be cutting more than my pocket knife
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| Yeah, this is like every night, meeting strangers in paradise
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| Blow up the speakers my crew be deeper than Mr. Barry White
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| Let’s see them hands with your cotty cans we be getting drunk
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| I got that Krypto-chrono-cunalite just hit is once
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| We go and get it don’t know where the flow is headed
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| The hoes are wet and they sweatin' cause homie is photogenic
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| It’s genetics I give credit to my grand daddy
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| But everyone in the house tonight is my damn family
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| Young and reckless, Bloody Mary’s for breakfast
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| Night when you step in, bright when you exit
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| (I'm a killer) Killers on the move
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| Check one two, one two
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| Gonna kill it tonight (Murderah)
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| Let’s kill it tonight (Murderah)
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| We’re gonna kill it tonight, we’re getting sore tonight, we’re all killers
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| tonight
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| (Murderah)x4
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| Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
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| I’ll put it on anybody that you will feel chills
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| We gonna get it poppin' call me Poppa Orville
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| Redenbacher, I’m the monster in the movie Cloverfield
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| The road is filled with haters, you know the drill
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| The paper is the only thing I focus on, smoke until my throat is gone
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| Laugh now, pay later, you’re the one the joke is on
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| Everybody yelling «go dumb» like it’s an Oakland song
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| I put my hours in, no need for you to power trip
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| I got me plugs and connections like an electric power strip
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| I tell how it is, bow to the gangster Ghengis Khan
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| A major label put Wax on, now it’s time for Daniel-san
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| You seen the viral clips, five forty spiral kicks
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| I bring the fire like pyrotechnics, my style is sick
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| Why did it take so long for you to have acknowledged this
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| Peep my shit on YouTube and you too will want to call it quits |