| Ruff out here
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| Im out here fightin
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| Cold and hungry
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| Fish ain’t bittin
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| Life’s so frightening
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| I’m damn near thumpin
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| Cold and crumbling
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| Nothin’s hatching
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| Now im back
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| In stuck in the cold in the cold with no place to go
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| Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaa
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| Stuck in the cold in the cold no place to go
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| Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaa
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| Im out here fightin
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| Cold and hungry
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| Fish ain’t bittin
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| Lights so brightlin
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| Damn near thumpin
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| Broke and crumbling
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| Nothin’s hatchin
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| Now im back
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| In stuck in the cold in the cold with no place to go
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| Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaa
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| Stuck in the cold in the cold with no place to go cold
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| Exploooooooooooooooode
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| (U-God)
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| I hit the concrete
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| Show and proove to all the ruff man in stove fuse burn it’s bomb week
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| Watch when i snug e’m
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| You won’t see nutin
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| But the dust when the mightiest to the finest crust
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| The blindest the vodka’s don’t yo
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| We rabbit the land
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| Unkind it’s hard to manage
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| FBI
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| And the Public Eye
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| The rap seems sord of savage but those
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| Live in the math
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| As doc cash livin fast
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| Shang fool anger
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| Consealed in IMS
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| Out the ass of the 36 chamber
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| God get a grasp
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| It’s rhyme time
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| Time’s is gettin harder
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| Damn he spoilled rotten
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| Hot livin colla
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| Remember when coke was $ 18.00 a gram
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| Now i was a scholar for sellin bottles
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| Now im in the high class models
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| Never to rest
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| Material’s his Eyes
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| On fire on my chest
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| Stress full throttle
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| Russian’s still place yard testin my strengh
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| Fuck you with my motto
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| «huff»
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| Here why ??? |
| For survivel I monster truck you
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| Buck you some more
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| You be stuck to the wall with a big fuck you fuck you
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| In the search continue
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| I build to fill my cup
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| For peace of american life
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| I don’t really give a fuck
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| I don’t wanna die i don’t wanna go
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| I wan’t total knowledge i don’t wanna be hold left in the cold pickin up
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| Our garbage
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| My lung’s are grungy die harder four course swash by diction in the graphd
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| Man lord’s Hungry…
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| Im out here fightin
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| Cold and hungry
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| Fish ain’t right in
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| Nice so bright in
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| I’m damn near thumpin
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| Cold and crumbling
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| Nothin’s hatching
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| Now im back
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| In stuck in the cold in the cold with no place to go
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| Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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| Stuck in the cold the cold no place to goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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| Im out here fightin cold and hungry
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| Fish ain’t right in
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| Nice so bright in
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| I’m damn near thumpin
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| Broke and crumbly
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| Nothin’s hatchin
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| Now im back
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| In stuck in the cold
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| In the cold
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| With no place to gooooooooooooooooooooo
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| Stuck in the cold
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| In the cold
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| With no place to go
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| Cold exploooooooooooooooode |