| This — this is brought to you
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| By the K-1 Emergency Broadcasting System
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| In the — in the event of an actual emergency
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| You will be told to…
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| Fall out
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| Fall out
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| Fall out
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| Fall out
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| Fall out
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| S.I., rockin' it
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| N.Y., rockin' it
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| Shit, we stay poppin' it
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| 4−5, rockin' it
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| Game, stay on top of it
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| Lame, just the opposite
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| It’s no thang, when I bring the pain ain’t no stopping it (hold on)
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| Who the fuck is this? |
| About to bring the ruckus
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| This just ya boy, I’m some on other shit
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| My nigga, take a puff of this
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| Piff man, I’m loving this, is Staten Island up in this?
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| Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna public (I'm coming)
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| Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit
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| If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit
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| Ladies please, where y’all puffin' them trees?
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| I’m damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can’t breathe, fall
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| Fall out, yeah, I’m going all out (hold on)
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| Hold on, man, what’s really going on (I'm coming)
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| And when I’m coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)
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| Keep back, y’all ain’t got it like that (fall out)
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| Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind
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| Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen
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| And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz
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| On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims
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| All daying, knawimsayin', I’m staying up to par, parleyin'
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| While y’all hating, I’m splitting this cigar
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| Man, it’s nathan, all y’all do is aim and start spraying
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| Cuz tonight’s the night, and me and my niggas ain’t playing (keep back)
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| Y’all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical
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| Alotta niggas mad cuz I ain’t fold like they figure, now
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| Let me put my fitted down
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| Spit around
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| Listen when this hit the ground, y’all gon' hear the difference now
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| Here I got that miracle, sickest individual
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| Flow that’s so original, see this is what they meant to do
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| It’s not an act, it’s all actual fact
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| The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall
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| Aww shit, ain’t this about a bitch
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| I give a fuck about a bitch, I’m more about a grip
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| And I’m all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get
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| Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)
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| What y’all dealing with, one shot killing it
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| Stop changing my style, when y’all stop stealing it
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| Meth is chillin' like milk top killing
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| If it ain’t got no real in it, I’m probably not feeling it (keep back)
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| I’m deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz
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| What it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids
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| So niggas please, why y’all puffin' them trees
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| I’m damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can’t breathe, fall |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fall Out, artist - Method Man. Album song 4:21...The Day After, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп