| Whole idea is to crush everything in sight
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| Running through the night, we fight, you’d better stay inside
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| No place to hide, sword of the lord
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| Grinder gonna find you, deny it — you will be gored
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| My drug music therapeutic to the user
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| Short fused accuser, abuse you, you’re just a loser
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| Back pack bonfire, we burn the liar
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| Annihilating enemies, venomous deadly style
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| We’ll break your back, we pack the last straw
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| Burn the deceiver, deliver the killer blow
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| Who’s got the flavor, who’s got the flow
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| Check my wild style, it’s vile, so here we go
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| Coming back y’all, last call, deadfall, walking tall
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| You’re not a threat, you rat, you just pose
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| Talking on the Net never ever coming close
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| Kick in the nose, I’m bashing you with a paw
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| Saw is the law, eat raw, prepare for war
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| Sleep is the lie, that' why I never sleep
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| Staying high on DRI, Wu-tang and Mobb Deep
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| I stalk the trains like a backstreet creep
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| Black sheep, get a grip, crack of the whip
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| We’ll break your back, we pack the last straw
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| Burn the deceiver, deliver the killer blow
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| Who’s got the flavour, who’s got the flow
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| Check my wild style, it’s vile, so here we go
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| Coming back y’all, last call, deadfall, walking tall
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| Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
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| I came to win, evil twin, enemy within
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| Peel off your skin, I murder the fake MCs
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| Die on your knees, Mr Freeze, Tsar Killa-bees
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| Feel no remorse, demonstrate no regret
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| We’re doing it for the crew and for those we won’t forget
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| SMG — false prophets get done
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| One by one by one by one
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| We’ll break your back, we pack the last straw
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| Burn the deceiver, deliver the killer blow
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| Who’s got the flavour, who’s got the flow
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| Check my wild style, it’s vile, so here we go
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| Coming back y’all, last call, deadfall, walking tall |