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[Featuring The Lady Of Rage, Legacy]
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(C-Style sample goes throughout the whole song:
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"Now that's some gangsta")
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Verse 1:
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[The Lady Of Rage]
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Now we gonna do what we do, uh
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Rage and that Lowlife crew, uh
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Break it on down for the mind, uh
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Break it on down for the rhyme, ha
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Ain't no shit for my fashion
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On how I bake MC's like Alaska
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King crap, it's to see Daz
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put it on the ring, uh
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They don't want to rock it
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They don't wanna fuck around,
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with Rage when I fuck up
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Come in, fuckin' is human
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Tell me what was you assuming
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That Rage couldn't come with the full
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I roll with the thunder
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Put you straight under
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Dodi, Diana, Princess
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This woman's makin' wonders
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They here to take hardest, regardless fools
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Like Tray Deee,
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I come down like bars to full
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I got nothing to lose
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I fill my war with booze
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Too hard to ball,
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so I could use to blues
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When I cut the glass to blast
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And break it down to up
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And I fuck on they asses
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Rage and Bad Azz
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Two motherfuckin' bad asses
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Is ready makin' in me
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Set yourself back while The Legacy continue
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Verse 2:
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[Legacy]
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It's quite hard to make 'em stay
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In mind while I rhyme
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Everyday,
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cause rhyme got no time to waste time
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Now I'm a prime (?)
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No need to blast this bitch
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Right in his ass for a time
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I came and this true game I maintain
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Lowlife up in no strain
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Got this arrow queen's brain
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Fuck I made a little money
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Got no cherish single buddy
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Weeded and honey
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Dope, we played it
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Just became it
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We take it almost ready cause my shit is lethal
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And all I see will be my people
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Livin' up deepful
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For all my younger people
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Do your thing and just cock
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Cause we ain't got home 'for the struggle
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Verse 3:
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[Bad Azz]
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I got no gun, high
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My life will end up
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I life everyday
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Got my life on ends but
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I still got a little bit of hope for tomorrow
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Finally have a little (?)
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And for mine
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I get around these punks now
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And by rappers ain't achievin'
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Like Francis' gun
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Life backwards
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Death's an unforbiddeble fact
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And it's the ignorant Nigga
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That'll run up on the strap
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I'm back
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I do some amazing thing
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And on the track like siesta
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Plurt your brains
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Fuck, battle make you strong
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Bangin' like this
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Like put your name real small,
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at the bottom of the list
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I go get
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And rhymin' like thinkin' bout death
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There's no escape
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No decisions to make
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Ain't nothing left
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The Legacy and Bad
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The same page is for Rage
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And little Lowlifes' smart
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Like the world is our thing
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Now that's that
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I'm caught in the wars for yards
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They keep it real through the struggle
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Cause we all wanna ball
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Bust mine
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I got back and smacked your words
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We never be soft
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That's why I came to get you a girl
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Since Rage's at the top
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The whole world stop
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We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop
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Since Legacy is the top
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The whole world stop
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We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop
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Since Bad Azz is the top
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The whole world stop
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We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop
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Since Dogg Pound's at the top
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The whole world stop
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We put a hold on hip hop, hip hop
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a hold on hip hop
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| bad a$$ |
