| One percenters and five percenters
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| Album outlines the center
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| Rapping knives and the Berettas, the lies and vendettas
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| Trials of menace to society is brainwashed
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| Brain drops, nervous rooks cops with itchy trigger fingers spraying Glocks
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| And frustrated rappers sometimes swear
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| Waving Mac 11s you either buy my CD or die in the streets
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| Sometimes I feel like I was born on Doomsday
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| Then I think about my daughter
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| And the future and pray that these moods change
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| The road to Hell is paved with good intentions
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| Get on your knees, I brought a guillotine to put your heads
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| Essential, the essence, always carry a deadly presence
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| Destined to be revolutionary with every sentence
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| I been the one to pull the card on frauds
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| Put them in their place, drop the bomb and start the war
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| The fuck you think we brought these rocket launchers for?
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| Not to brag about the way we pop Techs
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| Ill Bill, Sadat X, who got?
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| A lot of y’all got the whole game confused
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| The tricknology got me blowing a fuse
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| I don’t know these dudes, they can’t sport these shoes
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| They ain’t show you the truth, they ain’t paid no dues
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| A lot of y’all got the whole game confused
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| The tricknology got me blowing a fuse
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| I don’t know these dudes, they can’t sport these shoes
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| They ain’t show you the truth, they ain’t paid no dues
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| Sadat x
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| The backbone sets the overall tone
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| We soldiers, dude, and ain’t even standin' straight up or weightless
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| Listen, I ain’t gon' debate this
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| How you win the case when your shit is all over the place?
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| Who’s your co-signer? |
| It must’ve been a minor
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| Bill is ill, ain’t no feelings heartbeat
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| Dudes left the Apple while we stay in the heat
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| Cause we love to compete, that’s what gladiators do
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| They say they love blood, dirty sick but
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| Vietnam tactics, spikes in the mics
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| In the States turnpikes is reduced
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| ? |
| after nine hours for the cake can make me stay awake
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| I’m not concerned with who earn
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| I need my stacks to blow
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| When I be hearing some of these records
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| I don’t really know these dudes, I’m not a fad thief
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| And I’m original pattern, one of one
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| After the needle line is done, the educated sniff a dollar
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| The rest still suck from the breast and keep nursing
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| Don’t be that person (never that) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song X and Bill Ft. Sadat X , by - Ill Bill. Song from the album Holy Diver, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп