| «Ready to BREAK, THE, ICE
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| Feels like time is standing still…»
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| Now this fool been on my ass for the past couple years
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| Jumped on the scene from nowhere, takin out all my peers
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| And of my whole squad I’m the last one left
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| Cause for some strange reason I always stay one step ahead
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| Of this Agent named Red
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| But for the life of me, I can’t figure out why my ass ain’t dead
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| And now I clear my head, as we arrive on the site
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| Makin sure, all routes for escape are sealed off airtight
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| Thinkin to myself, tonight’s the night
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| Cause I know exactly where he’s going
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| Fuck the double-oh-seven, I’m the Living Legend
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| With the +Goldeneye+ holding my rifle for assault
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| Aimed directly at the vault
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| But what happened next, wasn’t even my fault
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| You see from the rear, a strange mist appeared
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| Strapped on the infrared gear too late
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| Because soon as it came, it disappeared
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| And when the smoke cleared, the package was gone
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| My squad searched savage 'til dawn; |
| then had to e-mail HQ
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| That the knight had just captured the pawn
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| We swept the crime scene but it was clean, no clues left behind
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| So I shot back to the hotel
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| Had a couple drinks, now I’m back online
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| Not knowin that’s where I’d find the next clue
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| It said Agent Blue, I’ll meet you next
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| Where the stars are at they best and the sun rest too
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| So I headed due West
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| To the town where every night creates a new murder story
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| But stars at they best didn’t mean Hollywood, but the observatory
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| So I cased the joint
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| Faced the point that I might not know if I was it
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| Came across the schedule of events
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| Next on the list to speak was the scientist
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| Set to unravel, new theories on time travel
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| Theories that my agency, already knew to be proven
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| I guess Red’s clients was gonna try to stop us on the move-in
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| Now I know exactly what he’s doin
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| So the next day at the lecture
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| I came disgused as the staff director
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| Even ushered Agent Red himself down the aisle
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| And just had to smile cause he didn’t even know it was me
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| Then I shot to the balcony where I was supposed to be
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| Got to the top, my heart damn near stopped
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| This boy left the spot
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| Before I could ask where did he go
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| I turned around lookin down the barrel of his fo'-fo'
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| He was like aiyyo, just follow me down the hall
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| And we won’t have no problems at all
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| So I did that, slid the gat into position
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| Just in case he tried to make this my last mission
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| Walked all the way down the hallway into an empty room
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| Where I assumed I’d be dead
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| Waited a couple of seconds, turned my head
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| Fool puttin down his weapons, so I did the same
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| Slipped my coat off, and jumped into a stance
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| To let this fool know he was about to get broke off
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| He spoke soft, said it was to death
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| I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, but when I opened my eyes
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| This fool’s about to catch me by surprise
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| With the first series of blows
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| I’m up to par, I stayed on my toes
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| But connected with the next swing
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| Cut me hella deep with his ring
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| I looked down at his hand, damn
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| That’s the same ones the man from the agency
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| Said I had around my neck when they found me
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| I thought he was the only one in existance
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| But this nigga ground me, so I held up my hand
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| So he could see what I saw, he stood there in awe
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| Dropped his guard, I took one to the jaw
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| But he didn’t trip cause it only made us even
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| We stood there for a second not believin the shit
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| We sat down, talked for a grip, I came up on hella dirt
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| Found out we was brother seperated at birth
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| By the agency especially trained to maintain
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| The illusion of international espionage
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| By holdin up this mirage
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| Everybody in the Department of National Defense got rich
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| Now ain’t that a bitch? |
| They say we ain’t got enough ends
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| In the budget, for public housing education and health care
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| So right then and there
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| Me and my brother about to plan to get over on the man
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| Went back to the agencies and played the role
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| But on the under strived towards one common goal
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| See we both contraband in foreign lands, it’ll be enough
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| We give a fuck, we move the shit by the truck
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| And the scheme worked like a beauty
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| So after a couple years we injured ourselves in the line of duty
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| And of course the agencies showed us no love
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| But now this is the story I tell my children
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| On the shores of the islands we bought
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| From the money we came up off of… bitch~! |