| It’s about that time
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| You know me, I’m about that rhyme
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| Canibus and Termanology
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| Two of hip hop’s top Gs
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| Watch, B
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| Canibus lyrically fit
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| Termanology spit a million bars
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| First 16 start like this
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| A rack of bombs lay stacked on the floor
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| Above the doors of the Bombay I can drop bombs all day
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| Any city all states any place any muzzles they all ate
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| My metaphors break jaws outta place
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| 30 shots change courses, lock, reload
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| What up PO?
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| I throw bullets the size of burritos
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| Prototype speedboats built by Lockheed on the East Coast
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| Drag you by the feet with 30 feet of rope
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| Gotta pay dues dude, put you on Youtube
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| One million views and that moment you lose
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| Against the freckle-faced elephant man
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| With cold, clammy, gelatin hands
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| Research and develop the plan
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| Because now everybody hollerin'
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| Hip hop ain’t bringin' the dollars in
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| Radio got no more tolerance
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| Objection sustained
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| Ya’ll niggas can’t fuck with Germaine
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| You can’t verify the shit that he claim
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| Just a man in the matrix
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| I stand by my statements
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| Every time I run a program they ERASE it!
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| The plot unfolds
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| You hear the army snare drum roll
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| The beat tolls cause you know I’ve got soul. |
| Yo!
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| I rap alone strap a microphone 'round my chest
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| Like a saxophone fully automated battle phones
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| Canibus and Termanology
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| White hot speech black box beats
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| You listenin' to hip hop’s chief
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| Termanology, what’s the prophesy
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| Show them how you got the right to rock wit me
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| Boy you better fry that beat!
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| Yo we the last of a dyin' breed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song About That Time , by - Termanology. Song from the album Hood Politics V, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп