| Well I’m kicking up dust cause ya know it’s a must
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| Mr. Shadow the don bring it on if you want
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| Full of funk like the five minutes, And I forget
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| With this pain I inflict I be sick, The Mayhem Cliq
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| Coming threw with ain’t no stopping us cause everyone knows
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| I bring more drama then the phatom of the opera
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| I’m the one that’s dropping bomb hits
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| From the North to the South from to the East to the West
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| I’m put on arrest I’m the best cause there ain’t no competion
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| I am the captin of this ship and this is my mission
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| Dissing anyone trying to act a fool
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| Cause I came to see ya dance and I came to make you move
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| You can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got
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| And by now you should know you don’t stop til you drop
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| I got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles of the Pairone
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| I bring my boys you bring you girls, and we can get it on
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| Til tomorrow and the next day,
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| Thats how we do it in the 6 suido gesta
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| You can’t be a playa if you want to be a hata
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| And you can’t be a hata if you want to be a playa
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| Listen to what I be dropping Shadow and stoppin
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| Til I lay in the coffen (repeat)
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| (Mr. Shadow)
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| Drinking wild Russians I can feel rushin
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| Gently taking it to the dome got me dizzy
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| Tipsy, this be my status, I’m glad it’s
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| Me and my dawgs from the town of the baddest,
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| The night isn’t over until I say it’s over
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| Hour after hour more hits coming over
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| I toldcha that it ain’t stopping,
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| Hit man in the back with the bottle of the crystal poppin
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| Open, I’m hopin that Tommy come through with another case of liqour
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| Cause there’s never to much brew fool, I thought you knew
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| That we party all day all night, drinking fresh stocked wine
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| Feeling fine, I ready for another, when my vision’s getting blurry
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| I see an open bottle so I get one in a hurry
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| I’m already seeing double so doubles what I’m drinking
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| Slowly how I’m thinking, blitz is how I’m feeling
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| (Mr. Shadow)
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| It’s 4 in the morning and the party still bumpin
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| Everybodys drunk even viscious man Funk,
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| Got the cup full of liquid, got my mind flippin
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| Just, like a coin so you fools get my point
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| Like an arrow, and everybody knowin
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| That’s how I be flowin, sptting more rhymes
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| Then a poet, even though I’m dazzed
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| And I’m still droppin phrases,
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| Got cases of imported brew in the place being tasted
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| I’m wasted, everybodys dancin, and askin
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| Why do I do this, cause everyone wants this
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| Rockin the mic all night, cause it’s me and my dawgs til I die
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| Every day it’s the same, drinkin and feeling the proof on my brain
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| I remain how I came cause you poeple yellin my name
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| Drunk like a bum, Mayhem Cliq who we are
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| It’s a night to remember, at Chalomar |