| Big ass rims
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| Fresh ass Timbs
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| Came back on your monkey ass like biiim
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| Hit 'em like biiim, biim, biiim
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| Lookin' for a sucker, fucker, I am not him
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| Lookin' for a sucker squad we are not them
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| Grind Time Rap Game, bang bang bang
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| Leader of the gang, grip grain, switch lanes
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| Blow chains out the top of the blow out brain
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| Tampa Bay orange Tropicana with some?
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| Blowin' purple stank, my Cadillac is so loud it bangs
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| Hell yeah I know you heard when you standin' on the curb
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| King Kong beatin' monkey’s like wadda dadda dang
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| Killer got the hood on smash
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| Schools on smash
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| No matter how you hate you can’t whoop my ass
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| The cars will go fast
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| Vroom Vroom mash
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| Big 24's runnin' over your ass
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| «I'm the Juggernaut bitch!»
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| Any motherfucker that really want it can get it
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| I’m the nigga not to be fucked with, fucked with
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| I’m a motherfuckin' menace
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| I’m a villain with a mission
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| I’m the piece of shit you’re stuck with
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| «I'm the Juggernaut bitch!»
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| The era of the bullshit is over
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| Lyrically, I will dismember and disfigure he
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| Who figure he ever near to me or even dear to me
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| Lyrically, I will abolish he
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| Stunningly, similar to crucifixion, what I do to suckers on the daily
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| With the deaf, dumb I kick shit
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| Even drop science in my fiction
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| Just in case Agent Smith listenin'
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| Who say the south ain’t rappin', sucka nigga is you listenin'?
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| I am out of patience anyway
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| I am Doc Holiday
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| I’m your Huckleberry, fuckin' fairy, you can die today
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| Show up at the O.K. |
| with an AK like okay
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| Kill your ass and beat the case like Snoop Dogg and OJ
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| Every line of every rhyme is a symbol to the struggle
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| Express through the grind
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| That we testify to by buying outlandish shine
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| Reason being that my wrist akin to a pamper full of piss
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| Diaper off and I’m shittin' on tracks like this
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| Sucka nigga play Ray you can’t see Mike bitch
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| Any rapper get’s spazzed on like I’m a kid with Tourettes
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| Syndrome from a bad home
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| My lyrics mean like a girl from the hood, PMSing with a pad on
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| Hell yeah I’m that bad holmes
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| You disagree? |
| Even humbly, promise you get mashed on
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| Pummeled and beat to snot, compliments of the Juggernaut |