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Whole lotta love goin on
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In da middle of what?
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Say what?
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What's goin on?
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I leave em home alone
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Dey turned into danger zones
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Studio shootouts, leavin no doubt
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In da eyes of the wise
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About the other guys
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Fantasi n gettin nat rep
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Makin you move
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While they disturb the groove
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Now the partys over ooops!
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Outta time
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Yo my brother can you spare a crime
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Some wanna take me out
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I even call em my own
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(Can't we all just get along?)
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Rap iz a contact sport
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Can I get support
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When I hum to da maximum
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What I talk is straight
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From da sidewalk strong
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The velt New York
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112 beatz a minute
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An I'm flowin in it
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Have no mercy
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On da ones that curse me
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And when I'm in da paint
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The feuding might be over
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But the fussin aint
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Some hate the way I say em
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Cause I block em like
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Zo to da am
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Beginning of an end of an error
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Incredible shrinking race
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Fiend without a face
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Still got love for em
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But some aint got love
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For the rest of us
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So my boys get iller than
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Illinois (Terminator)
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Return to da noise
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I'd rather fall off
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Than fall victim of crime
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And a low percentage rhyme
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If I go down they goin wit me
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So come & get me...c'mon
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Whole Lotta Love Goin On In The Middle Of Hell
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Public Enemy |