| I only come out when the sky gets dark, in the night time
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| We get sharp light, when it’s the right time
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| I run around town scalping old folks for butter knives
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| No regards for nothing, we all up on the gutter life
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| I keep it on the down low, just like a terrorist
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| Planning out the illest shit but always keep it errorless
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| I’m like a bully that started out in the first grade
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| Picking out the chumps in class, that’s when the nurse came
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| Sticking pencils in the hand of the principal
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| Heh, there’s nothing you can tell me cuz i’m feeling indismissable.
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| Yo it’s the bad character, you know the routine
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| Smoking dough in the back of the church with with Rev too clean
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| Hey Willie, imma never grow up I got toys from my others
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| The last person that took us is permanently swimming with fishes
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| give a what you think of my life, hitting every wife cuz we all up on strife
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| Hey Quas, leave him alone… oh shit
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| I tie you up to the back of my car
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| Take a phone trip, after ten drinks at a bar
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| It’s like a belt yo, I be hitting mad tail
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| Doom’s nominated for the best rolled L’s
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| Quas is nominated for the best sold spells
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| Madlib is often hated because he has less cells
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| The new breed, Quasimoto take-over
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| Connect the dots so we can get the… shake rover
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| Leave a taste of baking soda
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| Thought I told ya to take a piss like you was my stepson
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| The chosen one, come and get some
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| Like one time this brotha blew my bathroom up trying to get relief
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| But didn’t know I roll my toilet paper on poison ivy leaf
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| Heh, give a what you think of my life, hitting every wife cuz we all up on strife |