[Intro: Bushwick Bill]
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Haha ha ha hha ha, awww shit, is it time?
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Alright, here's when we're all come together
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To discuss, to do time, within ourselves
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When we're all wanna do something extraordinary
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Which is to kill, a thought, a person, or a situation
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Ha ha ha hha haha
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But because two motherfuckers can't agree on one issue;
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that creates the means, for shit to come to an end
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So therefore, it's either you gonna do it my way
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Or you gonna die fucking with us
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So this is war, my weapons is aimed to reach you
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Rap-A-Lot Mafia for life nigga
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I can feel you
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[Verse: N.A.R.D]
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Now, how can I introduce you to this pain?
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With the slugs to the brain
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Beyond this bitch, to go push-up with some bangs
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With an anchor called point blank range
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Split the world with game
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Rotate with niggaz that will not change
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In this world we blame for everything from straps to cocaine
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Individual, kind of attack
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back tracks with stuff like Macks with profiles
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Any threat, so disrespect it to get you shot with Four Five
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Rap-A-Lot Mafia, the incredible sources and forces
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Of course it's verbally said, no remorses
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Physical contact, take your choices
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Nevertheless, I want this bitch with a bum to the chest
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Two techs in the vest, put it in you
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Make your body like slugs in a venue
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I intro, I outro.. to be continued
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To be continued.. I intro, I outro.. to be continued!
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Tailz
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| Do Or Die |
