Hot shit, cold shit
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OK muthafucka let's do this
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Came ta make it band sawed off razor edge maintained looseness
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Comin' through, again and again conduit
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Why dem hands wave to
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High to it
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Wild fire through your city
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Wild fire through your whip me
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Into lightning two
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Can't hit three
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Strikes dug out dated
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Fools no dig me
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End beat limbo, baba spitting
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Blood in slow mo, la la chimney
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Warholian nightmare
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Storm the gates
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25 8, twelve gauge pun2k weight
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(25 8 pun2k weight out yo flesh)
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Stick and move, leave no proof
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Discard directly after use
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Forensics on that wild goose
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Follow my footprints into loops
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Cuz I'm too high, too high
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Cuz I'm too high, too high
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Feel like I'm never ever
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Gonna come down
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Scale Richter pun2k weight
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Of dis sound
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Scale Richter pun2k weight
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Of dis sound
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Down break dead space
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And make it drop
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Ta da street beneath
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Your ghetto box
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Slap da beat till the
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Floor boards crack
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Neath da weight of dis lic, step back
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Off in the rhythm like
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Beta in the bong
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Got ta give em make em
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Sway like palms
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In da wind my lip blow
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Mic spray kyrlon
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25 8 til da break of dawn
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(War war)
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Guerrilla bass, straight from the trenches,
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Posers impaled on picket fences...
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How ta rest your head in roach infested
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Basements and smoke pun2k weight for breakfast...
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Chop shop lifted bump til da tape deck break,
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Ask Samo how he flipped that material girls pancakes..
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As zydeco copper kettles
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Liquor sto, sellin' singles
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Mug shots out, to my people
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Rollin I double l spread eagle
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Hear flow dan spit evil
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(25 8 pun2k weight out yo flesh)
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Punk Weight
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| Death Grips |
