| Redman
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| Yo yo yo yo We «Push Weight"with Ice Cube’s in a cup
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| (AmeriKKKa's) Most Wanted
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| Police pin it up
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| (Alaza an a)
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| Thug passion brotha what
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| Bloatin gettin a girl preganant
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| Off a finger aaaaahhhhh
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| Doc da code name
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| Murgin proclaims off the lot
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| (We can die)
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| Yeah i’m takin full blame
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| I’m hard headed cat fitted for rythmes
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| I touch up your shapper when Doc spit on the ???
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| What it is my brotha
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| (Gonna live my brotha)
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| How you live my brotha
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| (Real civilized brotha)
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| I’m not fryed Jaul when i walk the streets
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| I rock wit da 4 cds (not a force echos…)
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| Method Man
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| Chin checks in effect
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| Catch red
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| (Put him in a yokes snap his neck)
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| Mr. M.E.F
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| (The bigheads is at it again)
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| Bone shattering, beat battering me Scattering like roaches
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| Blessin with the over dosage of black black
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| (Say goodbye you got no class)
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| Ship sinkin fast
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| (Bon Voyage)
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| Cya at the bottom when i spot um Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm i got um Wassup my brotha?
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| Aiyyo wassup my brotha?
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| Aiyyo wassup my sis?
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| Aiyyo wassup now sis?
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| I got whacha need
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| And you got what i need
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| Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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| Yo wassup my brotha?
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| Wassup my brotha?
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| Aiyyo wassup now sis?
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| What up now sis?
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| You got what i need
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| I got what you need
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| Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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| Redman
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| Yo Yo doggs its my Fort Doc
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| Shot wit vaults until death news can talk
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| Cripple kids can walk
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| My style will show guns what it is to spark
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| Hit a clear the park 20 miles apart
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| Doc is like bad weather reports but i’ll walk
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| If your not from the tri-boro, story settled
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| I pack gordy metal for those who act fool
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| Big fish in da water and we hard to harpoon
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| I’m like open wounds pourin iodine
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| Messin wit us is like saving «Private Ryan»
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| You acting out a line now you lying, dying
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| Wash my evil hands in the fire hydrant
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| Yeah Girl! |
| My kahuna’s hooked up in da harnass
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| Flying through hard knock life is still torn
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| My ropes poped in Chicago i hit the floor then
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| Got up and woke up wit a burn in the morning
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| Method Man
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| Aiyyo we mo phat then down south trash
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| And you know dat
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| With fomat blow the welcome of our door mat.
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| Toes tapped
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| Now the helified sound
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| Why your town off the road map
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| Baby mess around
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| I propose that, you go and get your crew and get the bozac too
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| Def squad Wu Or just slave to the rivrim
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| Clinton is the prez i still voted for cherly chism
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| Poison is venom my philosophy is busyism
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| The most beautiful is ???
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| Minutes as usawal, play your corner
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| Swingin the ghetto pharmasuiticals the Methadonna
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| Or the old Flinstone chewables and mary mary mary
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| So dont ever say i didnt warn ya And i dont wanna be the one to stick the doggs on ya Ruuugh
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| I’m still ghetto, i rhyme ghetto, my peoples ghetto
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| Pants and saggy teeth yellow
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| Now thats what i call grimy
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| A million crazy kids behind me Killa hills 10 304 is where you’ll find me If your lookin baby i’m right here!
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| Cmon down!
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| Wassup my brotha?
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| Wassup my brotha?
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| Aiyyo wassup now sis?
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| Wassup now sis?
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| Aiyyo you got what i need
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| I got whatcha need
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| Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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| Aiyyo wassup my brotha?
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| Aiyyo wassup my brotha?
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| Wassup now sis?
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| Aiyyo wassup now sis?
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| I got whacha need
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| Aiyyo you got what i need
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| Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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| Yo Crew up in da house
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| Yo Yo Crew up in da house
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| We got Crew up in da house
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| We got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house
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| WKYA
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| Where all my peoples at that love hip hop?
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| Make some noise!
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| I’ll cya’ll
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| I’ll cya’ll
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| Throw your ones up in the air like this so everybody can see um And when i say hip hop… ya'll say one love!
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| Hip hop!
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| One love!
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| Hip hop
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| One love!
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| Hip hop!
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| One love! |