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featuring Chocolate Tye (of The Barber Shop)
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Chocolate Tye Intro:
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Yeah yeah we about to bring it to yo ass. Heru. Chop Shop shop what?
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Defari:
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Yo what you rhyme about a lot?
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Are you that smooth cat pop R&B body clot?
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Are you that outer space off beat who fucked the beat up?
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You know you think you so deep but you can't keep up
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I can't fade it when I hear a lot of bullshit
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That's why when I grab the mic I unload a full clip
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Of lyrics
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Big up to Grams down in Venice
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Defari start this shit Chocolate Tye will finish
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Chocolate Tye:
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Yo yo the lyrical dentist the menace
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Fuck up more by the minute
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Leave the scene grinnin'
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Defari got you spinnin'
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Money lavish
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Defari:
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Doin' damage
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So many below average
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Not from Dallas but I roll with plenty of Mavericks
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Chocolate Tye:
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See bad habits leave you empty handed
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Stranded and I can't have it
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Wack MCs take this shit for granted and
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Defari:
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And ya lose get bruised when you come through
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Chocolate Tye:
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Puffin' blunts twistin' brews but still don't have a clue
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Of what this amounts to
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Strictly fam rip the program
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Defari:
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Peace to the Ro-gram
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I can't let no man withstand the plan in hand
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Bonified Likwit fam
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In the Barbershop I get the fresh cuts
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Chocolate Tye:
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So what
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Ya wanna do?
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This the last time I'm warning you
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In regards to whom it may concern
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I burn crews with loose screws
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Choose your weapon or keep steppin'
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Cause right now kid I think you slippin'
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Hook: (x4)
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And ya loose get bruised when you come through
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Puffin' blunts twistin' brews and still don't have a clue
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Defari:
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Defari Heru pure as twenty four karat
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Black ______ like______ 28th the barracks
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The rare kid, rare style
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Up rock flare style
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Chocolate Tye:
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Comparing yourself to us is not fair child
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This
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Underground comp
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Is guaranteed to pump
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And give crews exactly what they want
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No time to front
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Come flyin' from the begin
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For my ?
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Defari:
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I know kids weekdays to weekends
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Don't front Quest hit you with the bumps
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Nothing change I'm always watchin' for these shady ass chumps
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You wanna face off?
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You treble with the bass off
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Chocolate Tye:
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No dope beat in other words you don't even know me
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Tryin' to show me different patterns like my Saturn
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On the low key really only out to smoke me
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Defari:
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Can't hold me
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Wack niggas think they can out flow me
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Shake my hand then watch they man try to throw me
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A beat, when he ain't got no soul
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That's why everything I do I stay close to home
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Like 20 inch chrome Defari splash on the streets bringin' heat
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Surround myself with nothing but my peeps
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Chocolate Tye:
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Like Kings, Queens and diamond earrings
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On a do or die angle like a bishop
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Turn the fifth up
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Hiccup
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Pass it to Todd for lyrical stick ups
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Defari:
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Get ripped up keep your lip zipped up
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Get ripped up (tied up)
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Cause all the long you was sized up
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Surprised her
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Now your rides up
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Brains fried up
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Wake up
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Go take a shower take off that make up
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Chocolate Tye:
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All the spaced up
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Can't brake up unit
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Chocolate Tye, Defari got tight flows like fluid
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Through a faucet
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Remember paid is what the boss gets
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No Clue
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Defari |