| Get your hands up, fast! |
| This is a stick-up! |
| Reach!
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| Indeed, I shall reach!
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| Rock Cliff Burton Vest precision murder like Phil Hartman
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| Human delis on farragut complete with all the garnishes
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| Left lane Belt Parkway hold the wheel yo don’t let it spill
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| Wave a work on the rail scale then we movin' to the Seville
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| Mortuary gloves baggin' dope in the vestibule
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| Came a long way now we mix orange acid and edibles
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| Rap Mickey Knox I’m the rabbi with the killer locks
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| Packages of white we got our training on stove tops
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| Likes to get her hair pulled the 80's coke we called it Air Wolf
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| Locked my brain in the synagogue, no candles
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| We the Tel Aviv got me Vito Genovese
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| Walking like Lee Van Cleef on killer keef
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| I’m like Porky from dope fiends sell junk like Sanford
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| Ain’t talkin' ‘bout garbage with them packets of Pampers
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| Serve fiends like Pete Sampras
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| Headbands filled with coke max KD shaes no safety
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| Uzi under the coat
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| That Clockwork Burgundy, my Glock work perfectly
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| That cop shot nervously and got popped purposely
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| Blood bath in Living Color like Vernon Reid
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| Sherming the weed, burner with beam, murder sprees
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| Can’t quit like Vincent D’Onofrio, we mafia
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| Fuck outta here, make a fucking schmuck outta ya
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| Billy from 5714 Farragut, arrogant plus talented
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| Became a cult leader like Manson did
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| El Magico add cats in the pastrami hole (?)
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| Mass hooked up the root (?)
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| It feels like Howie’s home
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| Like '83 in Canarsie
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| Camaro’s on every block
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| Rest in peace to Artie
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| I’m that innovation syntax in the matrix
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| Witchcraft in the basements, skin grafted by Satan
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| Forever meant to destroy mics
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| My destiny on board stripes
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| Rest in peace, Sean Price |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clockwork Burgundy , by - Ill Bill. Song from the album Septagram, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп