| Let it be known we too much for these underclassmen
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| Fuck the lights, fuck the cameras, I want the action
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| I want in on anything that can get me money
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| For the root of evil watch how I get ugly
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| Completely famished, hungry is an understatement
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| That’s real talk, my words they under investigation
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| I’m never hesitating, too much time is wasted
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| I ain’t half-baked, my brain is never vegetating
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| Everybody wanna rap, gotta regulate em
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| Thou shall not spit in my presence, that is my legislation
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| Constant elevation, constant steady pacing
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| Deadly melodies, deadly combinations
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| MCs nowadays heavy population
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| Too many hard-looks, we gotta rock their face in
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| I ain’t no Indian, homie I’m a chief rocka
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| Goodfella capo, put you in a meat locker
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| We ain’t going nowhere, locked and loaded in here
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| We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near
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| We ain’t going nowhere, locked and loaded in here
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| We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near
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| The terror’s unholy so cherish the sun slowly
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| The pharaoh inside of a narrow grave, you can’t control me
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| If I die nobody hold me, my body would rather be lonely
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| My soul is in purgatory waiting for Satan to scold me
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| If I had to go back into the old me
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| I’d be depressed and distraught from all of the OE
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| I’d rather take a fucking shot of that Cognac
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| Y’all niggas is bottom-feeders, the rest of y’all below that
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| Pharaoh clique man we deep like the Wu was
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| Or really like the Wu is but we be the new buzz
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| A few drugs got you niggas all gassed up
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| MP3s are like M-16s after they pass us
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| Ask for us, Outerspace we salute y’all
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| Only fuck with fam cause y’all be acting all RuPaul
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| My niggas rugged, we carry Louisville Sluggers
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| And we claiming outerspace, ain’t a fucking soul above us nigga
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| We ain’t going nowhere, locked and loaded in here
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| We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near
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| We ain’t going nowhere, locked and loaded in here
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| We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near
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| I’mma do what I gotta do to get the gwap
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| And if it’s daylight and kids is out I wet their block
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| Young boys, no respect, they will get their pop
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| I’m a G, I’m polite, let me get that opp (break bread god)
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| My head wrapped like the Iron Sheik
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| And the Desert E have your wig peeled like tires screeching
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| The bullet holes have you dying leaking
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| My beat’s savage, it speaks Spanish like I was Rican
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| Y’all last like y’all was culo
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| Son chill all of y’all grill like?
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| Guns big like they was sumo
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| Let em bang, I let em hang like they Arturo (Blood and guts warrior baby)
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| I don’t call it haze, I call it smog
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| The drug is white girl and I ain’t talking Lady Gog
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| Motherfucker I’m nice at mine, y’all nice at yours?
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| The difference is like Nike 4s and Michael Kors |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mossberg Solution , by - Outerspace. Song from the album My Brother's Keeper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп