[Streetlife]
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Yo yo, enta, enta, enta, enta yo
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It's the synical, lyrical rap individual
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On my death bed I spit sick flows that's critical
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I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic vandalist
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Thug therapist, my clan's too original
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My slang bang to wax, words that's visual
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Too digital for y'all common street criminals
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Who wanna come test, lick the sweat from my genitals
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We can get off the mic and get a little physical
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I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical
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Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical
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Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter
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Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire
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I speak legalized dope, hitman for hire
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I quote murderous notes, dope rhyme supplier
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Hang glide on the mic like a stunt driver
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And I won't stop rockin till I retire
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[Redman]
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Yo yo yo
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When it comes to the darts, I throw em
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Flamethrower, blow your section-eight home to your payphone up
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Grass smoker, in the cut for the lawnmower
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I water, I ride the wale that ate Jonah
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Over, your faced wit the black cape over
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You woke up four gorillas wit a makeover
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Packin a punch, asthma pump takeover
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My crew boards, and the whole plane lays over
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(YO YO!) You can't talk wit the tape over
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Pass the pussy, get out, date's over
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Back to your gray Nova that's way slower
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Redline to five on the highway shoulder
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Enemies say "Doc the one to play closer"
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This baboon loose off the chain choker
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Hardcore, Job Corp, I hate poker
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But y'all spread when my bullet's daytona
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[Chorus 8X]
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Comin through, comin through duck
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Run for cover (BASS!)
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[Method Man]
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Yo yo this ain't ya granddaddy music, it's hip hop
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Comin through your woofer like a mute kit
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Hundred-thousand watts on some bullshit
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I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip (CLAP OUT!)
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Touch one if any, that's my complexing conquest
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Now tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest
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From none of y'all, please
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I potty train pissy-ass rugrat for free
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Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee
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That's how we do, powerful, movin on ya left!
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Mista who, Meth, black gorilla, beatin on his chest
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I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya Neck
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I suggest, you wear a vest makin all them threats
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Here's a chin check that cash and splash niggas in half
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Smash rappers like hash (smoke em down to ashes)
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At last it's the crew that party crashes the masses
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Madness wildin out like special ed classes
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Straight out the gate, meet Tony
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Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one arm
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Banana Nut Crunch last cinnamon toast with power rose
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Whips dirty, dustin my bitch, FUCK PAROLE!
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Peace shout he's Wallee Timb's, wild out (wild out)
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We in the spot, guns go off though
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Came out his mask it was Ollie North
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Oh shit, what up what up Ghost
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Congratulations on your new flick
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Burn it dead who max the most
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Word up you got the most Clarks
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Bravehearts spin this
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For under come down in the pale he need minutes
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Told y'all before I kick doors off the hinges
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Ain't no cooler and there ain't no Guiness
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Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
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Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus
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Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury
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Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey
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[Redman]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, WHUUUA!!!
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That's the way I like it
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[Method Man]
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PISSY ASS RUSTY ASS NIGGAS!!
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(0-7-1-0-3) 1-0-3-0-4
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[Outro]
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piss piss
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Is it on?
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I just wanna apoligize to everybody
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I didn't know we were gettin into this much trouble
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I just wanna say to all my family
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All the victims that bought the album
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I'm so sorry, I didn't know, I'm gonna die out here
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Cut that off, cut that off, cut that off
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Oh shit nigga
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Here they come!
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Run 4 Cover
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| Method Man & Redman |
