| It’s Da Great Siege
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| See y’all faggot niggaz back the fuck up
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| Y’all bitches just back the fuck up It’s Da Great Siege
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| Killa Bees in fatigue
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| No time to bob or weave
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| Your city’s intrigued
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| Pushing straight through in a navy-blue H2 Hummer
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| Bounce a nigga bummer
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| We scrape you dumber
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| Shaolin rooftop talk
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| We shot talk
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| Who shot hawk?
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| Bobby got off
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| It’s Da Great Siege
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| Killa Bees in fatigue
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| You caught up in intrigue
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| The city’s caught
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| No chance to bob and weave
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| BZA-Bobby
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| Shaolin — ring the alarm
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| Who shot hawk?
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| Who got off?
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| Pushing through in a H2 navy-blue Hummer
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| Bounce a nigga, we scrape you
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| You looking dumber and dumber
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| We turn winter to summer
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| We be sharing poems, wearing hand bones
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| Tearing domes in half, seizing thrones
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| Wearing stones, they engineering clones
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| But they can’t zone in to where the soul roams
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| I’m home, up in my lab 'bout to stab the pad
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| Just hit this blunt, just had some cunt
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| Rice and beans, steamed from the? |
| la cuisine in Queens
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| across the street from the Nazarean
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| The black prince in the G wagon, black tints
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| Music bubbling, hollarin at the hood wench
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| The mechanic fix like Johnny Goodwrench
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| Ninja walk on sands, leave no footprints
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| Bitches dialect compressed on cassette
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| Two three point intellect, splashed in Fayette’s
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| On TV video shows, pretty video hoes
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| Licking old souls, spread eagle pose
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| Shaolin talk slang with the royal blood
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| Killa Bees in fatigue
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| No chance to bob and weave
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| The city’s intrigued
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| I’m pushing straight through in that navy-blue H2 Hummer
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| We scrape you, it’s a bummer
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| You dumber and dumber
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| Shaolin rooftop talk
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| Who shot hawk?
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| Who got off? |
| — Bobby
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| Trapped in the Bing like my name was Crosby
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| Getting these bills like Cosby
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| I’m up on Pickin
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| Bitch walked in on a veggie fried rice and half a chicken
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| Like it’s finger-licking, my favorite clicking
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| On some old finger-picking, itchy trigger, nigga listen
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| It’s Da Great Siege
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| Killa Bees in fatigue
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| You’re gonna get intrigued
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| The city’s caught
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| No chance to bob and weave
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| BZA-Bobby, Shaolin rooftop talk
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| Who shot hawk?
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| Who got off?
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| Pushing through in a H2 navy-blue Hummer
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| Bounce a nigga, he scrape you
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| You looking dumber and dumber
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| We turn winter into summer
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| Can we bling bling, shine shine
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| yeah bring it back |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da Great Siege , by - Mathematics. Song from the album Love Hell or Right ( Da Come Up), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп