| This a $crim beat
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| Here comes the pain!
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| DJ $crim with that 808
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, break
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| Bre-Bre-Break ($UI) out the (CIDE) mask and the Glock (BOY$) and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, ($LICK SLOTH) 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes Uh
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you (Rrra)
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, break
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| Bre-Bre-Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Ain't got no job, so I steal and rob
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| Mask and the Glock, keep it hot
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| This that ghetto god, popping shots
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| Bumbaclot fresh up out of jail
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| Got that devil in me with that semi loaded, have your pockets empty
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| This a stick up, stick up
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| This a stick up, motherfucker
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| Load my clip up, click up
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| Point it to his dick, sucker
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| Bust the first one, go dumb
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| Toe-tag a motherfucker
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| Catch him slipping, no description when that ski up on my face
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| Now he victim of my mission to get that money out the safe
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| For that paper, I don't play
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| Call Uzi to make this play and tell him–
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Suckas say they hangin' ten, so I leave 'em hangin' out to dry, bitch
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| I'm the great white of the Grey*59
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| Hibernating from 9 to 5
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| Then it's back to buzzing with my cousin in the hive
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| We been some busy bees, not after honeys just them dollar signs
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| Still finding time to smoke, call me Papa Pine
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| Spot a spine
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| Chop and grind
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| Spark a shine
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| Top of the line, I'm mopping slime
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| Yeah, that's right I'm clean as fuck
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| Fuck your team, you punk
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| Had your hoe's pussy for lunch
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| Fuck dinner, I'mma kill her
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| Dump her body in the river
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| Shivering shoulder like a blizzard in Boulder
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| Colder than a dead body, agh!
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Why? | 
| Why? | 
| Why?
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| Why do I do this to myself?
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| And why I am fucking with my health?
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| I really don't know
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| But you really don't know me
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| Or what I got under my belt?
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| I'm champion, I'm ready to rumble
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| Pass it around like weed in a huddle
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| Crazy, wild, get buck like uncle
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| Fuck what you want, I love what I got
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| Don't fuck with the kid, I'm dope with the bundle
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| Banging like thunder, above and beyond
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| While you standing under my feet in umbrellas, I'm making it rain
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| This acid I spit, I could kill it for days
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| I rap because I love it, you do it for plays
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| Yeah, I love views but I rather be great
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| Then just be okay and get bitches for days
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| While you fucking that skank, I make love to my wave
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| I become my music, I do not abuse it, this isn't a phase
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| Bitch!
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, bre-break, bre-bre-break
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| Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
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| Pop, pop, 'till you drop, body full of bullet holes |