| This is the gutter stutter
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| The tek-talkin'
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| The spit walkin'
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| And how we keep rockin'
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| Spitwalk when I talk I get down to da B.O.G. |
| radio Bloah
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| To all me figures in B.O.G. |
| Radio 'n TV
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| Equivalent to me crew gettin down on spot
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| Flok of birds, yeah it’s hot, wow
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| To all me figures in da B.O.G
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| Radio 'n TV listen 'n see
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| Mr. Maloke:
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| Big cities in dis poison, odor all around ya
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| Wizardry in dis brick hell now we found ya
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| But don’t you think we just came to do pleasure
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| Non-stop booty whippin' sound is da measure
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| Humans step up and ask us what’s betta
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| «A human shizo-mind or a puppet trendsetta?»
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| We say «We ain’t trendsettin' no we just bustin'
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| Simplifying dem Emerand Forest is disgusting!»
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| We be pumpin' like a dragon
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| Get da feelin' of da rush, no deal, no beggin'
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| We’re reaalin' for real feelin' dat
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| With what we comin' down mad rat
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| For da ceilin' dat puttin a mark on
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| We get a hard on stickin' out da swamp
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| We be trickin carbon, jump da street, Fingerlickin' dumpsta
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| Mr. Malock-alligator is dem stupidass rumsta
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| Wizard:
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| Listen and see me spittin' and chewin' gum at the same time
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| How come a figga never come up with the same rhymes
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| Read between insane lines hear the game cryin'
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| Out for more clout we just here while the paint’s dryin'
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| On our new house cause we ain’t tryin' we doin' the slaughter
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| Started from ruins now we part of a movement got daughters
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| Of humans B.O.G. |
| we makin' home improvements
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| Ducci:
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| Snuggles:
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| Spit far! |
| In this spitting contest — too far!
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| You think I spit on context?
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| Loose you, though I ain’t spitting complex
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| You slip on what i spat cos my lips are convex!
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| Nonsense, they say im spittin' bull
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| In one sense ain’t i chief spittin' bull?
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| I shoot a spit-wad at bull-eyed principles:
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| I shot and hit one bulls eye in principle, yeah! |