| Hey, what’s up
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| Lil' Rob and Shadow
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| The Mayhem Click
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| Comin' at you once again
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| Ha heh
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| Let the Mayhem begin
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| Que Hubole
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| Dos cero tres
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| Otra vez en tu area
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| Causando desmadre
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| Ponte trucha
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| As I enter
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| I’m gonna represent the
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| Mayhem Click
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| So let the Mayhem begin
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| You fools need to quit
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| Playa-hatin' on these two
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| Individuals
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| Versatile criminals
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| 203 be the penal code
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| M-A, Y, H, E, M
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| Two bald headed Mexicans
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| In your area, scarin' ya, starin' ya
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| I’m darin' ya
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| Come with me and see mass hysteria
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| Witness
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| What we go through
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| What
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| Would you do
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| If you did, what we do, you’d be through, stuck like glue
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| Fool
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| You could never come close, east or west coast
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| Worldwide, known for the flows, that we’ve thrown
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| We have shown
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| The people how it’s done, we do it just for fun
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| While drinkin' redrum like a vet from Vietnam
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| Droppin' bombs like The Gap Band
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| And give a grin
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| I feel the need to sin
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| Now let the Mayhem begin
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| What’s up
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| You reached Shadow’s voice mail
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| Do what you gotta do after the tone, and uh
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| I’ll called you back as soon as I can
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| Hey, what’s up Shadow, this is Rob, fool
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| You know, we got some fools actin' stupid over here, homie, so uh
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| Get back at me as soon as you can
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| Gotta show 'em what we are all about, homie
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| Let the Mayhem begin, que no?
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| Kickin' down doors
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| What?
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| And back for more
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| Damn
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| Would you like more
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| Uh uh
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| Of what we have store
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| Wars and battles
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| Lil' Rob and Shadow
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| Are you the one to tattle when they playin' under gravel
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| Desperados
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| Este lado
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| Armados como soldados, pelones
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| Matones descontrolado dos Mexicanos tumbados
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| Encabronados malos, like Al Capone, I be chingon
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| When we get on the microphone, we hold our own
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| So leave it alone
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| We explode
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| Like a time bomb
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| So watch us tick
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| Mayhem Click
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| We be sick
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| Dos cero tres, represent, huh
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| We be reveal our own estilo
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| There’s no bouncin' by the ounces
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| Man, we drop it by the kilo
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| Ain’t no need for all this envy
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| Let me get my automatic
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| Gettin' rid of static
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| Can’t happen, my habbit is gettin' dramatic, can’t stand it
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| God dammit
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| I have it
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| Mixed in with my blood
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| A warrior til the end
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| Now let the Mayhem begin
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| Hey, what’s up, you reached Lil Rob’s voice mail
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| Go ahead and drop me a message, and I’ll get back to you as soon as I get a
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| chance to
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| Alright then
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| I’m out
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| Hey, what’s up Rob
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| Got your message, dawg
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| Meet me at Amichi Park, eight o’clock sharp
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| Get ready for some drama cause, uh
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| We gotta show 'em what it’s all about
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| Thank you for calling
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| Here we come once again, droppin' flames as we begin to
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| Tear the show apart, dos cero tres, comin' at you
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| Traigo mas desmadre que los vientos de ese nino
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| Quemo a todos de volada como punta de cerillo
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| Mi estilo
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| Es unico
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| Can nobody fade it
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| Be creative, player haters, and to (???)
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| Dedicated to the fans, worldwide, one time
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| For your mind, I guarantee, that rhymes like these, you’ll never find
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| Always ready with plenty for any type of showdown
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| Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob, bringing sounds to your town
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| We be down to the fullest
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| And fool, I thought you knew this
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| That when Mayhem’s on the mission, we get rid of competition
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| Keep on wishin'
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| And we’ll just keep dismissin'
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| Now listen
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| To the baddest, droppin' bars, just like a prison
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| Like Samson, we attack
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| But ain’t no tellin' when
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| Til the skies are gettin' cloudy
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| Mold you rowdy, let the Mayhem begin
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| Outro:
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| What’s up, dawg
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| What’s up, homie
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| Hey, check out that suburban right there, holmes
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| Which one, the black one?
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| Yeah, he’s following us, shit, check it out
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| What you wanna do?
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| Let’s just walk up to him and
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| Fuck him
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| From the sides?
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| Yeah, let’s do what we do
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| Let’s do it
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| Alright
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| Hey, what’s up?
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| What’s up, what you want?
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| Your life, ese
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| We got shot fired on the 2100 Apocuny Street
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| It appears to be, two male hispanics heading south in a black '91 Accord
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| Proceed with caution, I repeat
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| Proceed with caution
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| Armed and dangerous
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| They will react to any type of confrontation (Confrontation…) |