(Breaker, breaker, 1-2)
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(Breaker, breaker)--> RZA
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Yeah yeah
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Soul Assassins 2G's
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And you can swing on these
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One time
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Go somethin like this
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(Break it up, break it up)
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Yo, it's the anti-thug with the anti-dote
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Soul Assassinator with the razor to your throat
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Crowd motivator with the upgrader data
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Put your drugs in the air, DJ Muggs is on the fader
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'Coolin in Cali', I'm Hollywood-swingin
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Push a burgundy 7 with the wheels bling-blingin
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Stereo pumpin, keep your bell ringin
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Step up and say somethin, leave you swelled up and stingin
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Like a fat bitch with a sun burn
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When you gon' learn? Yo, I go back like Chick Hearns
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I'm shot-callin, I'm play-makin
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Tell me who's ballin, I tell you who's fakin
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(Breaker, breaker, 1-2)
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(Breaker, breaker)
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Yeah yeah
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(Yo, break it up, break it up)
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I say stop - hey - wait, hold on
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I'll do you like BDP did PM Dawn
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I crept on you, slept on you, style that I hustle
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If you wanna flex, punk, make a muscle
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Def Jams like Russell once he left Rick Rubin
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Linked up like a Cuban, where the fuck you been?
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Here's a little story that must be told
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'bout a crew that'll fuck around and kill your soul
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When we roll up in the cut they put the party on hold
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Cause we got millions sold and the money we fold
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It's outlandish, yo, it's disgustin
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Suckers duckin from the shots we bustin
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It's like that
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(Breaker, breaker, 1-2)
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(Breaker, breaker)
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(Yo, break it up, break it up)
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Razor to Your Throat
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DJ Muggs |