| I’m the next new kid not on the block
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| But I will knock your block off quick not with a glock
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| But two guns and knuckles that bring pain
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| It’s a shame you couldn’t spit venom on my name
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| Is it worth all the fame and money it’s no joke
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| I done came from nothing to something it’s so funny
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| How you could just start at the bottom so hot
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| Til they see you at spot when you got no product
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| And the crowds do flock to see you
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| And the shot you got and it’s hot to be you
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| And shocked to see through all the squat they feed you
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| You did not squeeze through in a plot they need you
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| The dude calling shots at the top could be you
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| Unless you get got and the rest it rings true
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| It’s just the beginning of pain and my glory
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| Starts when I finish the end of this story
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down put 'em down now
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| We put 'em down, uh!
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| See I float like a butterfly, you could fly like a bee
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| With a sting but could never fight me
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| Call it Bulletproof, Teflon with a voice
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| And track that hard just to put it through
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| 'Cuz it’s a banger comin' in showin' the middle finger
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| Once I begin to flow you’ll know anger
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| One dagger sharp with the tongue, I walk with a swagger
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| You seem to stagger
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| One slip of the jaw and Hush I’m Quick Draw McGraw
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| 'Cuz me I see all see y’all fallout
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| Ballout on the streets and seize all
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| And beef I breath for
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| Try me lyrically I’ll bully and squeeze off 'til fully
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| See y’all I’ll risk it
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| When your dogs to limp for bizkits call for this shit
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| I’m here, you’ve been waiting for me
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| You’ve been waiting to see, now that I’m here
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| I’ll be right on the top of things, no you don’t want it now
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| 'Cuz we be poppin' thangs, no you don’t want it
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| I said, «No you don’t want it now»
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| When I’m to hot you’re lovin' it
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| When I’m not you’re just not into the plot with no slug in it
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| Just not shot with a glock or Tupac in it
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| Must not be in a squad with no thug in it
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| 'Cuz I’m a breakthrough where I take you
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| Now I will shake you up like a quake and make it so painful
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| Pistols ain’t playful it’s the way crews act they erase you
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| If I’m to face you I’ll replace you quick
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| When I spit shit that’s so graceful Mase will embrace you
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| So you better pray Jesu sways your way just to save you
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| Me I will never die, but I will live on in any song long as forever I
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| Live for the agony and defeat whatever it is I meet with no tragedy
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| Shake the ground
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| (Everybody move to the sound! Get up!)
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| We put 'em down, get up
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| We put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down now
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| We put 'em down, oh |