| Everyone wants that ambush
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| Everybody got killed in that ambush
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| You’ve got nowhere to come but this way
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| The only one thing they see is God
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| You could go in between and feel the fire
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| Then buckle up!
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| The Ambush. |
| it be The Ambush
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| What? |
| It be The Ambush
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| What? |
| The Pillage
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| (Yo, yo, Killa Bees)
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| Yo. |
| Ambush, bag 'im, hands behind the back style, gag 'im
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| Grab 'im by his head, start to drag 'im
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| Kick 'im while he’s down, fast first in the ground
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| My thirsty bloodhounds surround your compound
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| We want all we want when we want it
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| The rules of this rap game, MC’s come to be hunted
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| We’re like oxen, and this be the anti-toxin
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| Corrective, here to put you back in perspective
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| Gun check, Remedy, +Protect Ya Neck+
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| Bring the swords up, hit the deck, disconnect
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| One glance and it’s evident, the war’s begun
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| Brave men wield their swords and their shields in the sun
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| Some MC’s clash, some fall to the ground
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| Some stand and talk, and get severed apart
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| Smell of death, burnt flesh
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| Son, you get what you get when you mess with the Killa Bees nest
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| Invaders, real life hip-hop crusaders
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| Clash of the blade, Tomb Raiders, ya saviors
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| +Judgment Day+ is now, son, there’s no more pretend (take money)
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| God’s callin', stand tall, fight to the end
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| In The Ambush these thoughts are caput
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| In The Ambush y’all cats is Big Foots
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| In The Ambush you get your face mushed
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| In The Ambush these thoughts caput
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| Lyin' in the huddle, my team ready to Ambush
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| Maria’s Child, youngest boy, ain’t the one to be pushed
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| What? |
| Do the knowledge to The Ambush
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| Flashin' my understandin', your style I stay romancin'
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| Blood like video games, unlock the base
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| All up in your face, like Papa Dukes talkin'
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| You must reveal, you never built nothin'
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| Shorty frontin' like you said somethin'
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| Never had a Remedy, blaze like Mark on Belly
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| The God Cappadonna helped me walk my dogs (Take money)
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| Tell respect, pay less, respect Catalog
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| It’s fucked up, the nigga stay writin'
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| Solomon Childs, location Body Brighton
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| In The Ambush you get your face mushed (BLAP!)
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| In The Ambush these thoughts is Big Foots
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| Yo! |
| In The Ambush get ya face mushed
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| I move crews like I’m pushin, you just cushion
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| And real petty, your mind can’t hold it
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| It’s too heavy, Rem-D slash Big Donna
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| Was all ready, tanks came in
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| My niggas’ll keep aimin', assault the fake rappers
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| It be The Ambush, motorcyclist MC’s can’t ride with the Hill-billies
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| Fuck 'em, Pillage, deaf until we get off the stage
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| Run for the nine-one-one wishin'
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| Break a reign from the rainbow coalition
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| Popped off, Ambush, the graveyard shift
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| Niggas’ll take it off, be the ambush
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| The whole Pillage is Big Foots, be The Ambush
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| In The Ambush, take money
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| In The Ambush, these thoughts are Big Foots
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| In The Ambush, in The Ambush, you get your face mushed
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| Take money, in The Ambush (Ambush)
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| These thoughts have been pushed
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| In the Ambush, y’all thoughts is caput
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| (Uh. uh) You get your face mushed
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| In The Ambush (Hold money) Take money
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| (Take money. money) In The Ambush
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| Remedy. |
| (uh) slash C-A-P
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| In The Ambush, Pillage (We live y’all)
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| In The Ambush, the whole Pillage is Big Foots
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| (Killa Bees, Don Don, Rem-D, Solomon Childs)
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| Be The Ambush, you get your face mushed
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| Be The Ambush, it be The Ambush
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| It be The Ambush.
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| But it all started with an ambush and it’s gonna end with an ambush |