| Get off the seat of my pants
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| I wanna knuckle up, and beat em, I’m antsy
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| King of the jungle, I beat a chimpanzee
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| I never gave a single fuck on a man, see
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| Never ran the city of Kansas, banshee (new kid!)
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| But I been around her a minute
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| And then I did it all; |
| I may not been all around the planet
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| And then I’m finna show 'em how ya make a novelty pop
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| When he go choppin' he’s as hot as you can possibly stand it, but wait
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| Number one draft pick on Speedom, beat 'em
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| Niggas get they ass kicked when I see em we dumb
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| Get em in they plastic when I read 'em, keyed em
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| Sick of wack whack shit cried freedom, freedom
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| Thinking of mashed potatoes at night baby sick and I pass -aby maybe sipping on
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| gas and they paid us delight
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| I might be giving a bath to my label, finger to my cable TV Kali Baby and I’m
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| ready to fight an orangutan
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| Oh, let 'em out, let 'em out
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| Animal and he’s circling about
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| Keep us free and it won’t come out the mouth
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| Monkey do, monkey see, it’s about to go south
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| He never did no harm to me
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| 'Cause I could get free easily
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| Enough to make your heart go bad
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| Ferocious… orangutan!
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| No killing what can’t be killed
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| Get off the dick of a nigga bigger than you
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| Getting money to hand me
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| You don’t know me, I pull up on the sansby
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| Pull out the jimmy, put it right where their hand be
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| Guns is handy, big as Michael Olowokandi
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| Can’t stand me, plan to can me, dick damn (But I rock)
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| Holler if you find a nigga better, pull a hammy sammy be bout them fans but (he
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| not)
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| Selling out to get a little cheddar in my land, a hand only that that man (and
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| he drop)
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| And figure out what the eleventh letter is fam and animals is stand on (that
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| Glock)
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| And cut the head off every little keffer
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| Black dynamite I’m running thangs, I don’t bang but I got love from here to
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| Inglewood to the Hunnid Gang
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| So that mean that I can hunt ya if I wantcha get a bunch of mandingos,
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| amigos with gringos
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| If ya know me then ya know I gotta make feet step to the beat of my own damn
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| drum
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| On some grown man stuff, never weak 'cause I beat you to the fleet all along
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| ran come
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| Get ya funk ass up, get my secretary 30 dollars and I’m hollow, I’m living in
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| the dirty water
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| Me and 40 Water only fat niggas that’ll remain
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| Music, Strange — Orangutan!
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| Oh, let 'em out, let 'em out
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| Animal and he’s circling about
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| Keep us free and it won’t come out the mouth
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| Monkey do, monkey see, it’s about to go south
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| He never did no harm to me
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| 'Cause I could get free easily
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| Enough to make your heart go bad
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| Ferocious… orangutan!
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| No destroying what can’t be destroyed
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| Ain’t nobody here ready for the beheading
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| I’m bringing the Armageddon
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| They killing dead and then let 'em in
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| We put the pedal to the metal
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| It’s W-T-F ever whenever they wanted you to edit in
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| Don’t really matter what I say or what I be on
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| They knowing they can take it to infinity and beyond
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| They prayin' on my death, hoping that it wouldn’t be long
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| But it could take an eon, no B-S so we gone
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| But we on speed, you couldn’t get a lead on
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| I keep calm, rap fast and feast on
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| I heard, everybody gotta play the fool
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| In the jungle, nobody safe from the chain of food — you dig?
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| And I been cooking in the kitchen waiting on a couple things
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| That didn’t come to fruition that we’re doing this spring
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| You wouldn’t think that rappers are really bitches
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| Strip 'em of all their riches and see what they can do in the ring
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| Scooby is big and Ubi is little
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| Both of us represent for the middle
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| Keep it Strange and doing it big
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| Louie the king, orangutan, usually
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| Hanging one-handed from a branch where you couldn’t swing
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| Ha! |
| And the view is insane
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| You never see it but believe it’s a beautiful thing
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| I sped up speed, you seen I make it sin upstream
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| Live in a cage until the day they gotta give us free
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| I’m out
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| Oh, let 'em out, let 'em out
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| Animal and he’s circling about
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| Keep us free and it won’t come out the mouth
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| Monkey do, monkey see, it’s about to go south
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| He never did no harm to me
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| 'Cause I could get free easily
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| Enough to make your heart go bad
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| Ferocious… orangutan!
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| Evolution is saying I come from monkeys |
| I don’t know but what I do know is people get super jumpy
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| In every part of the country, they look at a nigga funky
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| Like I’m an alien baby and I get 'em all really grumpy
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| When I spit it, they don’t want to admit it, but I shit it
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| Whenever I get to pivot up on the mic and I lit it
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| I get 'em livid, I do the impossible, fuck a critic
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| I tell 'em to kid-iss my did-dick you bid-itch
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| Yo, come and witness the animals on exhibit
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| We taking over the planet and all of the outer limits
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| They hand me they will and really ain’t gotta be reinvented
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| With the pen it’s a picture being plotted
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| You couldn’t mimic
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| I’m p-equitable, service I’m in a tin and let him out like Krizz
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| Hanging off of the tree, but I’m hanging
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| Chest banging indestructable
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| Diamonds on display and see us swinging
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| On the monkey bars, who let an orangutan in?
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| Pongo, banging on the bass of the bongos
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| Deep in the Congo, strapped up with a longbow
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| Soon as we get to rockin', I be up in the Times bro
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| 'Cause I’m an animal, happy to damage the stronghold
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| Why you gotta be knocking the ooo-wee switch?
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| We get it poppin', more than often and you do eat shit
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| Hit the drop and motherfuckers chop-suey prick
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| This our planet goddammit, King Louie, bitch
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| Somebody better tell 'em watch the throne
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| I come outta nowhere with a knockout like Holly Holm
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| You on top now, not for long
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| The name’s Strange, rang bells worldwide
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| But you hardly known
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| I’m balling on 'em like I’m Karl Malone
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| My swisher looking like a waffle cone
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| But all my homies know I came to drink
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| These rappers thinking we the same, we ain’t
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| I might jack the track while you just back up
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| Sang Jermaine, I’m an orangutan |