Know the rap, then talk the flow, at least you sat down
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If you don't know, listen and learn, I'm tired of it gari
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The shit you fuckin' rushed before it even got to the canal
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You're all naive, so let the people hear
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You have everything, your house, your car, your money, you are a superstar.
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Use it, spend it, throw it away
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Act before hell burn and scorch
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Battalion one company street works are stained with dirt
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It's not a hitter, it's a disaster, it's a flea that escapes
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Your father's gift to you
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After that, it is a bulletproof vest.
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Wait wait, your father stuck in my left hook is a scammer
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The fog has descended on the city, the coyotes hums.
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Did you say friend, it creates doubt, it searches for trouble
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Trouble comes, trouble comes and falls
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Bullets coming out of the front quad will rip
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Your face looks like a dead ass
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The unbeliever will deal with the irreligious, hey
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Why would a madman hide his stick from a madman hey x2
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I don't believe the star will fall but it will slide
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Caliber 36 machine counts and hears your rap, luck bayar
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Give lemon to the fainting give hardcore rap to the bear
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Show 36 ready microphone waits for trigger
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Words become clear
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singles cake foe stutters milk white
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It's yours, it stains me too
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Even the deaf sultan heard what the crew outweighed.
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you still sleep
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Wake up kukuu style thirty six kung fu neighbor huhu
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Know the rap, then talk the flow, at least you sat down
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If you don't know, listen and learn, I'm tired of it gari
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The shit you fuckin' rushed before it even got to the canal
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You're all naive, so let the people hear
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I sleep during the day and pace the street at night
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I'm happy if your father says it's very good if it's good for me
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If he wears a red shirt under the blue jacket
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Damn boy, I told you, it's not like that, just like that
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Put on crampons under your suit, tell me
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They talk behind my back a lot, they always call me cold, crazy psycho
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But they don't know that they eat their daughter like fruit at the disco
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Cigarette in one hand and beer in the other
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Come on, run, son, where will the rent come from?
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The latest model mersoo on board today when things go well
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But tomorrow everything is wrong
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The unbeliever will deal with the irreligious, hey
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Why would a madman hide his stick from a madman hey x2
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Killa rap, where is the action, there is abundance
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There will be those who suffer from weakness, the hospital doors will be full
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All the chains to break, wound raps to hug
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The runways to be filled take heart, misteer
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Know the rap, then talk the flow, at least you sat down
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If you don't know, listen and learn, I'm tired of it gari
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The shit you fuckin' rushed before it even got to the canal
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You're all naive, so let the people hear |