| It’s the start of the ending
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| I’m departing but sending
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| This message out, the sket is out
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| You a target that’s trembling
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| It goes, Hanna Barbara barbarian
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| Bars better than yours
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| And your entourage, pa, Sean bury 'em
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| You know how the shit go
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| disco
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| Sisquo
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| calypso
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| Blow piff, four-fifth, smoke mixed with indo
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| East African beast battering Chief Kimbo
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| Barefooted, stepping on hot coal
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| Shaka Zulu, spear chucking
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| You front and I’mma shoot you
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| Hardcore rap at its worst
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| Move from the morgue truck to the back of the hearse
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| Move from the back of the hearse to back in the dirt
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| Change clothes, put a back on his turf, move on
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| Can’t be me, motherfucker, your shoes wrong
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| Boot Camp for life, B
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| Nine times out of ten, you can catch me in Nikes
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| It’s the start of the ending
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| I’m departing but sending
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| This kite out, it’s lights out
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| You are marked with an emblem
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| It’s the start of the ending
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| I’m departing but sending
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| This message out, the sket is out
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| You a target that’s trembling |