| Blood on my lips I’m so hungry I’m 'bout to kill them all
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| Tears on your cheek, bitch you thristy and I’m your waterfall
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| Street is the shit, you can’t escape so we had to got balls
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| Don’t even speak your language, still got more bars
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| Don’t need to sell your shit to prove who’s the boss
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| I’m fighting everyday you can see on my arms
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| Capoeira, pancrase, with no gun bitch you done
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| Grandpa’s a warrior, I got that on my bones
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| Today I may chill with you, tomorrow you done
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| Today I may be unknown, tomorrow I’m on
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| Now many motherfuckers starving to be known
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| You ain’t even spit a verse, I already won
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun
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| Now, who’s the realest?
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| Now, where’re the killers?
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| Now, who’s the baddest?
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| No, we ain’t modest
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| To this street credibility, you can’t find no democracy
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| But we use our abilities to get out of this misery
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| Bitch, you know my name
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| But you don’t know my mind, my history
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| I came in this game, I was well trained
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| My mom in hysteria
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| We are so scary that at first sight I beat the shit of you
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| Don’t even speak your language I’m before every move you do
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| Every move you do, every, every move you do
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| Every move you do, every fucking move you do!
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun
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| Ain’t nobody better than me, and if you find better than me
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| It’s just that it’s a second me, a second we? |
| a second us
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| I told you we the killers, I told you we the realest
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| I told you we the best and I told you we’ll be better
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| Than you, maafaka
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| Now where’s your bitch blocka
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| If you kill me tomorrow, I’ll be you next phobia
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| I’ll be you next terror, unable to see color
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| Just living to feel the dolor, crying every night «Mamaaa!»
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| «Mama, mama, I just killed a mothafaka, faka!»
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun
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| Nowadays white motherfuckers at the top
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| Nowadays niggas want to get out the block
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| Nowadays all of my rebeus wanna rap
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| And I’m sitting here ready to burn them up, hun |