| To my independent women and my male chauvinists
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| Throw your fist before you wish
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| Stick your nose in this, we closin this
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| Edo’s maniacal — Supreme get the record
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| Loop it and chop it, now it’s unrecognizable
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| Cut off the unreliable
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| If it’s hot it’s undeniable
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| Type of shit you start a riot to
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| He fire one, I fire two, inspire you
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| Make you believe the bullshit, that’s what liars do
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| See, we roll like tires do
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| If you admire me, then I admire you
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| Cause it’s a cold, cold world for this warm-blooded mammal
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| Keep it off the handle, filled with rap ammo
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| The revolution will be televised on every channel
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| More than a little bit of lootin and vandals
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| This is far from gangsta
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| It’s that hip-hop shit filled with anger
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| It’s the streets, to beef it’s no stranger
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| It’s these beats and rhymes that might change ya
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| It’s the peace of mind that I’m chasin
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| Livin life with less aggravation (say what)
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| It’s mind tellin body about to lose patience
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| Writers, DJ’s, MC’s, and breakers |