| Top Dog, to nice up your part-ee
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| tell everybody to leave they shorty shake they body
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| cause it’s dangerous, in these fills that we walk
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| it’s a rap race in this wicked city we call New York
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| you all talk, and ain’t nuthin workin upstairs
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| so stop acting like you know what I be saying when you scared
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| it’s all fair and you won’t be around next year
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| you all done when the wagon done cause the MP’s is near
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| don’t swear, cause you know god don’t like ugly
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| if heads ain’t ready for armageddon I say fuck em duck down, that’s the only safe thing for you
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| Originoo guns 3,2,1 I thought you knew
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| I be D.O.G. |
| soldier I’ll be for life, come into my cipher
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| Big Kahuna knife ya LT, the Lieutant Duck this
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| Fab 5 blowin up like this
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| Hush watch the bum rush crush it’s the storm
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| Originoo Guns 3,2,1 (??) it’s on quiet riot, leave sides retired
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| niggaz don’t wanna fuck with this they must be wired
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| like snitches fixes hide then slide
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| niggaz nowadays got no time for your lies
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| I ban it heads gwon sink like Titanic
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| but if I put my pawn to your behind then your can it the fuck up duck, locked up like Douglas
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| the guns wreck shit that was meant strictly for the exits
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| quiet riot. |
| second source out the storm
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| platoon OGC
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| Louiville Sluggah… SGT period
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| word is bond
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| niggaz in the street got mad love for the beast
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| honeys yellin oh my god I’m in the house like the East
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| if it ain’t OGC then it must be Heltah Skeltah
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| the fresh flier MC for hire on that ass like fire
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| so I melt ya I’m still untoucha-
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| bull come through like the soviet union then bust ya if you know ___ it means ya get stomped out much faster, plus plaster
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| your face against the wall then burn ya slow like Dutch masters
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| go out, fuck who you call it’s the storm
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| J. McNair declares war on all o yall
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| Yours truly far from booty
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| the captain of gunclappin a.k.a. the Beast from the East
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| I be the Boot Camp masterpiece
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| word is bond. |
| squadron OGC
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| Vil Slugga and D.O.G.
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| as the motherfuckin sky starts to cloud
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| those who bought the OGC LP will be preparing for the storm
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| get ya umbrellas and ya gym hats
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| do it like this do it like that
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| word is bond
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| vil Slugga D.O.G. |
| Louiville
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| fab 5. 3−2-1 Smif-n-Wess… Dru-Ha (is you ready.) |