| Now everybody tap on this
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| exactly what to say
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| Even when everything is going astray
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| We are on the way
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| people at your house you keep away
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| I have been to hell before
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| The friend of the devil I’m Skeletor
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| Wish I could visit the fellas more
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| Wish that I could get more bodies through the cellar doors
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| I am always thinking of others
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| Should probably think of myself more
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| But I don’t worry 'bout … and health scores
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| I’m … than health stores
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| I like wars and whores
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| Liquors and …,
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| Sex, cigarettes and sycamores
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| Always got one to roll up and one twirled
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| All about guns and girls
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| In this underworld
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| So I got a truck load of guns in a
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| But I dont go around shooting ducks and buffalo
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| I like it when the streets are crowded
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| I dont think to be discreet about it
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| Drink a blood, beats a salad
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| So I got to put a lot of work in
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| 'Cause Im music thirsty again
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| Now everybody tap on this
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| exactly what to say
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| Even when everything is going astray
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| We are on the way
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| people at your house you keep away
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| I’m shinin' out here, Jedi Mind grindin' out here
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| I’m from Philly where it’s filthy take your diamonds out here
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| Motherfuckers broke, eating Top Ramin out here
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| Fuck the police-graff writers is bombin' out here
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| Ain’t nobody better at this fuckin' rhymin' I swear
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| Any second any minute any time of the year
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| I remember when there was nothin' but violence out here
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| Now these faggots rappin' like they (?) out here
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| I’m about to set the motherfuckin' drama out here
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| 45's, Gabilondo (?), big llama’s out here
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| Everybody think is sweet is now Obama out here
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| He’s the third cousin of Bush, he lyin' out here
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| You the lamb, I’m the motherfuckin' lion out here
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| When were y’all when my stepfather dyin' last year
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| I’m once in a lifetime, Halley’s Comet out here
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| God’s and (?) and Moors, we Islamic out here
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| Now everybody tap on this
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| exactly what to say
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| Even when everything is going astray
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| We are on the way
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| people at your house you keep away |