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| It’s the world famous!
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| SOB!
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| Style of Beyond
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| It’s Demigodz in the mothafuckin house!
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| No question!
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| It’s the world famous!
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| SOB!
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| Style of Beyond
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| It’s Takbir in the mothafuckin house!
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| No question!
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| It’s the world famous
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| SOB!
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| Style of Beyond
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| It’s Ryu in the mothafuckin house!
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| No question!
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| It’s the world famous!
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| SOB!
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| Style of Beyond
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| It’s Cheapshot in the mothafuckin house!
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| No question!
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| Verse1
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| No question I stretch em boflex
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| Coke checks homey we coat tecks
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| Pussy we don’t really feel you like phone sex
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| Ya styles a hollogram the crowds intollerant
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| I rocked it no sweat
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| Before the 10 grand wasted in France
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| Hit the stage gave the whole place a taste of the ranch
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| No question
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| Ima straight monster spittin the white stuff
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| On the tape Kate Moss was sniffin
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| Uncut
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| You fuck-ups got it twisted once again
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| I’m sicker than Sid Vicious on a 6 day benge
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| Any friends wanna jump in? |
| I’ll ixnay them
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| Out the picture when that switchblade
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| Slits they ribs
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| In the streets we crush em like toy cars it’s nothin
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| Ya whole squads like a bunch of Boy Georges frontin
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| Fuck em!
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| So don’t trip I’ll slip that gold necklace
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| Off and hit the pawn shop
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| Quick
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| No question
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| Chorus
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| Verse 2
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| Ladies and gentlemen I’m raisin adrenaline
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| See my
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| Flavor is limitless a brain full of riddlin
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| Hmm
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| Subterrainian take a train to get into it
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| Get it?
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| Come on let’s kick I’m bound to show you a thing or 2
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| Follow me now and watch the razor light hit
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| I’m bout to bring it back to the days of Syprus
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| Lickin a shot
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| Starin out the temple of boom
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| A major crisis
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| Especially when I step in the room
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| Haha haha
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| Laughin at you cuz you don’t even know the type
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| Another rap group that seemed to happen over night
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| Well?
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| Let’s compare the trash on the shelves
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| And see how many consumers walk around askin themselves
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| Are we ever gonna get the chance to hear it again?
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| Or has the era forever vanished and nearing it’s end?
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| Naw
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| I’m hear to testify and let the peeps know
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| That we’ll keep on sellin piles
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| Rain, hell, sleet snow
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