| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you
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| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| (Guess who) just stepped in the basement with Pete?
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| Quick, swift with the flow boy S to the V
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| Hear the static in the records, the dust in the beat
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| Grimy like the ghettos when it’s pitch black in the streets
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| Red alert nigga better beware, bring the heat
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| Soul Suvivor comin' through so it’s hasta la vie
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| V.I.P. |
| dog watch us just take it to the top
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| Plus we so Detroit like Murphy was in Robocop
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| Say we can’t do a thing and man we ain’t 'sposed
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| But I’m quick to return like I’m breakfast with the toast
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| Villa in the spot tryn’a gain and maintain, yeah (oh)
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| Tryna erase you lames, most slept in the game
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| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!)
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| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude)
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you
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| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Yeah yeah
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| Sharp, retaliate your fleet with animal instinct
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| Walk with alligator feet, talk like Keith through alleyway and street
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| Avenue crime scene locked in my rhyme scheme
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| When plottin to blow, like watchin' a disappearing
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| On Bin-Laden; |
| I’m a vocal assassin, my throat is a handgun
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| When you think I’m chokin', I’m in motion to land one
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| And get you open — basically sick, facin' me, nah
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| Your bones’ll get thrown through a masonry wall
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| Without me breakin' the bricks
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| With wallow in my venom
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| Split nozzle from a kit combo Get bravo from the womens
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| Lift pothole, admit defeat and forget it
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| I’m well known to speak in heat of a minute
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| Like I’m linked to a cell phone, reachin' the limit
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| Meet yo untimely demise, I
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| Flow with the entire glow of a diamond insides
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| Let the fire blows from the cannon, I can win and I will
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| At random I peel steel like a mechanic that builds
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| And strip away, nibble on simple prey
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| Simple minded, whistle silent when I ripple my mental rage
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| Trip’ll ride and then flee from the scene paid (hey)
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| I’m on your head like a wooden contraption
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| Collapsin' the guillotine blade
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| 'Til your eyes is bigger than DMC’s shades
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| Not the low B grades, we 4.0 with the flow
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| You see A’s
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| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!)
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| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude)
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you
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| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Speak ghetto language for niggas to hold
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| Tarnish bubble-gum raps when I switch and turn gold
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| See the plaques on the wall but we platinum status
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| One verse is like a gauge and blow a nigga off the atlas
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| Man listen, I’ll break them bad habits
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| For the pursuit of the green I gots to get the cabbage (yup!)
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| Me and my dudes, my man, we all savage
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| Can’t reach the status quota your team, they all average
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| Comin' outta the dark, I undoubtedly spark ironically
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| My sane mind sharp as James Bond part for Sean Connery
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| Your rhyme odyssey, possess a treacherous style
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| Bet you would bow if my nine possibly
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| Shot your knee on the left
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| Cuff gat, criminal act, tough rap, bust back
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| Like genital sacks that’s gushin with something that resemble the Claps
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| You dealin' with a multiple manic-depressin'
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| Instillin' panic and stress on all o' you
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| S Villa, nigga, that’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you (You!)
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| It’s the S (move!), crushin' your best dude (dude)
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too
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| Villa nigga, That’s the crew when you rep' (Who?)
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| It’s been a long time, we shouldn’ta left you
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| It’s the S move, crushin' your best dude
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| Spitin darts so nigga bring your vest too |