| Ugh, yea
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| Made in the streets
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| Audible Doctor, you know how we do
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| Sometimes, you know, you gotta kill em on your own
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| Yow, don’t need accomplices, to accomplish this
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| When I kill em it’s anonymous, cops won’t even know what kind a crime it is
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| Or what time it is, or who rhyme it is
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| I move inconspicuous
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| Dese niggas suspect, they move in suspiciousness
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| So quit maliciousness, make it hard to put two shots in your meniscus-cus
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| What kind a diss is dis, what they tryna offer us?
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| Police officers, what we walkin like, morpheus
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| Real shit, give unto you straight like d gorpheus
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| Niggas tryna make me get notorious, have me on the run jus like Norris,
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| hotter than the stories
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| Two boxing where the projects is, right where the college is
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| Ma mind got scientist, turn a anologist
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| Here’s fo' anotha rhyme who would define who the college kids
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| But they can’t figure me out, there’s no design to this
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| There’s no design to this
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| But they can’t figure me out, there’s no design to this
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| There’s no design to this
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| But they can’t figure me out, there’s no design to this
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| The best by far, even measured few kilometers
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| Burn MC’s, 80 degrees in your thermometers
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| 180 M.O.P's on da speedometer
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| Homicide circle d block, we on they monitors
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| Cops wanna indict em fo' arsen, call the firemen
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| Passion an d oain is burnin up, inside a dem
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| Get on the microphones like rock king inspired them
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| Rhymes so advanced, had Bill Gates is hiring em
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| To work with Microsoft in technology
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| Nigga turn yo mic off now respect quality
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| If yo ballsy enough, respect d policy
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| Shrinks try to get in ma brain with psychology
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| I’m feeling like this, set fire when I’m like this
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| Bout to say I’m sick to death, laryngitis
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| Niggas tryna stress d work like tendonitis
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| Now they got me locked in a room with 10 psychics |