| Aaah get the burner uhh the burner let loose the cannon
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| Blood drippin slippin off my planet
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| Man the panic funkmode
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| Mechanical mix flows competition in my dojo
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| Swing a hook got the vertabrae be brave
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| Heat gain meltin on my heatwave
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| Power to the crowd pandemonium
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| Showin em how I gets down
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| Chorus:
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| The life of a killer is scandalous
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| The life of a killer is dangerous
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| Triggedy, sky high like a kite
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| God diggity, every other cloud’s blue
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| Puff on a, yeah, puff on a Bring it on, off, on, baby one-two
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| Peep in the arena, death at your doorstep
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| Right around the corner is the land of regret
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| When ya sweat to get down, sweat to get off and on Till the… nothin normal bout my songs
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| Chorus x2
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| LL Cool, J jazzy jewel
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| Takin dime pieces to the real school
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| I got em on nations buckin like fools
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| Pitbulls fightin over streets I rule
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| Catch it if you can when it’s hot ta hit’cha hand
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| Throw ya skunks in the air, my funk got the flair, man
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| I can do division, baby I can do math
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| Multiplying fractions now ya know the half
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| Knuckle games played, must pack steel
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| Oh yes I’m livin like real
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| To the highest extent, bloody clothes doin battle
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| Til the death of my foes, it’s my show
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| Chorus x2 |