| Du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, *repeat*
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| All my people go zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| An ill collaboration (everybody say zoom) Lord Have Mercy, and D. V
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| Alias Khrist *du…zoom continues in background*
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| All my, all my people, all my heads go zoom
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| I’m hungry for this rap thing so step into my way, you get pushed
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| By my inner wind forces like Tae Chai
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| Huh, oh Lord Have Mercy
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| Your crucifiction hurts me, a lyrical artitst
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| Who paints his pictures in the darkness; |
| I spark this
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| You better believe, Khrist in nice
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| Kill devils with Holy Water, emcees I slaughter just to thought
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| Surival’s a sport
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| And your idols
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| Enable you strenghth to see quotes from the bible
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| They’re psychotic, half man and half demon
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| Been around the world 666 years and still fiendin
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| And I have the name Khrist
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| Because I was chosen to give strength
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| No fictitious, delicious sweets for the enemy, since you own
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| And when the light turns dawn, its on
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| Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du, zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du, zoom *2X*
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| To understand, what, that I’m a man of my word? |
| You’ll see the rebirth
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| I take ammendments on Earth
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| Feel free, to challenge God as mortal men
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| Collapse your sunshine, bring mudslides, and swords to your hands
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| So (A-men) Let no man control me
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| (A-men) The God ghetto holy
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| (A-men) Like crooked police that stole keys
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| And rock, nose bleeds, illegal toast feed
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| The roots of all evil, like fertilized hope seed
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| Roll deep, your flock (know me)
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| Yo, twist these, pier stretched blocks
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| For distance spots
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| For shifty (ha) Niggas with the cobra fangs
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| I spit the, golden slang, that fold and bang
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| Your frame will leave you, fooled for days
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| Feeling, old and gray
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| Now watch the vultures that swallow overdoses of the rum over pain
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| I’m ever known as soldier pain, the host that that hang, close at range
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| Cause nowadays we choke and maim
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| The sneaky ones, that great these ones with they arms open
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| Like, dopeheads that show they veins, now stole remains
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| The hall of fame, and know these names
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| At the phrohecies
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| That hold the lock and key
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| Ha! |
| now lets get (deep with this, deep with this) |
| How sweet it is that Scarface’s bring starvation of sinners till I see they
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| Ribs
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| (Evil men, evil men)
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| Bite the hand that’s (feeding them, feeding them)
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| (Hah) My breezing is intoxicating like Seagram’s Gin
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| Over proof
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| Ha, my heart stay cold and loose
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| Mold your youth, while I hold your troops for ransom
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| Call a truce before Samson, body-slam sons and send the troops home
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| Everybody say zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| All my heads go zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Everybody go zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Live people say zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Everybody go…
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| Birds of a feather will flock together (damn)
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| Angry spirits will bring rotten weather (damn)
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| Shake spots with tremors and earthquakes forever (yeah)
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| Get it together, you better get it together
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| I study germs and muddy worms and discorrupt, apple
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| When rough vandals touch stables with they hands shackled
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| ?Fakes it? |
| with bracelets and lace it like cattle |
| Ooh, what a battle, ooh what a battle
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| When I hold you, under siege, like a hundred D’s
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| In plain clothes, dungarees
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| And Somewhere Over the Rainbow
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| I flood emcees, on they knees, serioulies
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| The Lord moves in, mysterious ways
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| To watch for obsenity
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| In these chumps city streets and tener jeeps
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| To avoid New York’s Finest
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| Colorful sirens
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| In this jungle, I triumph, running the fort
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| Running it with torch
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| And blaze back stabbers like the Olympian fire brings (blah) cold-ass
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| Ghetto trips, the gold medalist
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| Then the click, oh to the sick and verbally spit
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| Third-degree, that break through your shell
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| Lord Have Mercy out, no doubt, I see you in Hell!
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| Works of literature
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| Places the scriptures in my mind I see pictures
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| Twenty-four rims of hypnotism
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| Hold the pens in prison, had to risen
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| I heard my voice can control this
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| And to move within us
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| I ask the Lord every night to save my soul from Satan because I know the
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| Devil’s living in my inner
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| Show my muscles like a python
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| Got a break when I changed (huh) smoke remains |
| Damaging my lungs an uncontrollable fury
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| Like the twisters, misters, cathing blisters
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| From nine millimeters through they organ systems
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| Who knows if they gonna live, that’s a choice that God gives em
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| I move strategic, (huh)
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| I’m D.V. |
| alias Khrist and I’m not Jesus, what it is
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| Everybody, zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Big Khrist say zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du zoom. |
| zoom, du-du-du-du-
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| Du-du-du-du zoom, du-du-du-du-du-du zoom
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| Word up (ha, ha) What, what? |
| Yeah, yeah
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| What it look like, what it look like?
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| Lord Have Mercy in the house, word is bond
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| Big D.V. |
| alias Khrist that’s word is bond
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| What you gon' do, now what you gon' do, now what you gon' do
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| (What you gon' do) word is bond
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| Y’know what’m sayin. |
| We come for you
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| Flipmode next level, Rawkus in the house |