| I’m not your normal your rap artist beg your pardon
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| Turn you to a target cause you fucking with the Seargant
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| You gotta feel me dog I’m more than starvin
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| Plus my hustle’s sick and the flow’s retarded
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| Couple mixtapes and the flow’s on the market
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| Now my shit bangin from the burbs the projects
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| My pants saggin and I’m boasting and bragging
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| Shots of patron yeah we go for the gallon
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| Think of this picture me in the phantom
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| The G-5 make a easier landing
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| We can’t stand him
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| Thats what the haters say
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| But I’m good money like a Michael Jordan fadeaway
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| Pray for the day I get this money on the straight away
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| I’m trying to feed my family for God sakes
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| But these are the brakes and the streets filled with snakes
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| And thats why I keep time with the cartier
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| This lion’s missing his heart
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| Bark like a dog
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| Knowing you’re the first one that the cops call
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| This lion’s missing his heart
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| Diverse
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| Waking up the dead with a live verse
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| Small fry niggas die first
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| Do a live search
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| Of your fave five, top five dead or alive
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| Big and Pac, then you got Nas
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| So who’s four and five?
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| Jay Z
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| If you over 40 then it’s Kool Moe Dee
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| SIKE!
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| You know you like Em despite being white
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| Some say the 18th letter dropped the most gems
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| So number five must be Rakim or Eminem
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| Ice and Scareface
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| Snoop Dogg or 50 cent
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| Kweli and Prodigy
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| Alchemist and evidence
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| Was touring with Redd and Meth
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| Now those are some of the best niggas on the east coast like
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| Rae and Ghost
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| Can’t forget KRS
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| Slick Rick, Dougie Fresh
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| DOC, Andre 3000 that’s the best
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| Common sense and Lil Wayne, LL Cool J
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| The best hooks got to Nate Dogg and T Pain
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| Big Pun, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane
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| With Scoob and Scrap, throw in Big L
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| Now who fucking with that?
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| Bark like a dog
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| Niggas only act hard in they back yard
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| This lion’s missing his heart
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| Bark like a dog
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| Knowing you’re the first one that the cops call
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| This lion’s missing his heart
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| We track beaters, with 8 channel heat-seekers
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| 16 bars combined with guitar riffs
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| MP programmed to swing on every 4/5th
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| Timing is everything, king of the first verse
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| Master of the last one
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| Usually never have one
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| Written, but fully automatic with the spittin
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| Black alley-cat with no kittens
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| Dolo on my night walk
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| Pun told killas carry chalk and erasers
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| And stay on you niggas like tracers
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| You pull a hamstring
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| I pull your whole card
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| We tend to bogard
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| Later give your mic back
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| And tell you Imma need it tomorrow
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| Cause it’s like that
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| Matter of fact, what you got on my 40 sack
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| Phil got the purple pack
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| Kron with the honey wrap
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| Backwood ???
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| Kief makes the lungs collapse
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| Nigga we jock when we smoke this shit
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| And bitches at the front the of my stage
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| With they tit out
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| Brain in the green room
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| Everybody get out
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| The only nigga you know, you never put a hit out
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| But still pick up a mic and blow your fucking shit out
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| Bark like a dog
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| Niggas only act hard in they back yard
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| This lion’s missing his heart
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| Bark like a dog
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| Knowing you’re the first one that the cops call
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| This lion’s missing his heart |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chants , by - Strong Arm Steady. Song from the album In Search Of Stoney Jackson, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп