| Yeah, hahahahaha
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| Yo Les what up baby?
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| Corona Queens pistolvania
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| It’s the world
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| Ya know what i mean?
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| Vinnie Paz
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| Psycho Les Beatnuts JuJu what up baby?
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| Listen
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| A knife in my palm, sharper than a sniper in Nam
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| Righteous Islam, a hypocrite that fight to be calm
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| My life is just torn, bipolar, icy and warm
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| My life in a song, the reason why the Vicodin gone
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| A bison is born, army of God, Michael is born
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| The Uranium fission secret of the hydrogen bomb
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| The Bible is gone, y’all are watching a viking perform
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| And the 9 milli loud so the silencer’s drawn
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| I’m live from the war, I don’t believe in crying at all
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| I’m a manic depressive, never get excited at all
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| I’mma live forever, don’t believe in dying at all
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| I was born peaceful, I was never violent at all
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| Then my father died, that was like a knife through my core
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| Any love I had inside me not alive anymore
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| Lion of war, Joseph Dredd, I am the law
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| I’m the reason faggot rappers can’t thrive anymore
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| Yeah!
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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| My little man’ll blow your face off
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| I flatten out bodies, I ain’t talking about a race horse
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| Murder every rapper then I break off
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| Scheming on this motherfucking money, Bern Madoff
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| Y’all was always pussies so stay soft
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| The only time beef is mentioned around me is for steak sauce
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| I work harder than y’all, it’s no days off
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| The knife work scratch and cut you up like Main Source
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| My fam walk around with hawks on them
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| Big motherfuckers, infrared dots on them
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| And ain’t a motherfucker that can box with them
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| Razor under the tongue and keep an ox with them
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| Hardbody rap, God of the Serengeti
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| I’m a sinner, I’m the God of the seven deadly
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| Everything I do hard and it’s legendary
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| I spit sixteen bars and you dead and buried
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, you know where I come from (Philly)
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| Class is in session, so you can stop guessing
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| Who the fuck I be, it’s me (Boxcutter Pazzie)
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| Focus, on what has to be done
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| Son, (official pistol gang) (Philly) |