"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
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"I'm gonna kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 3x)
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[Apache]
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Aw shit, it's time to get (Dum dum!)
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If you took what you got, lick a shot (Pump pump!)
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When the dough is low, we go (Stick up, stick up!)
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You get knocked on the block, we say (Big up, big up!)
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Check the misfit, time to rip shit
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Time to get with the nitwit lyrical lunatic
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In the street I stay strong cause I'm armed
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With a nine, what up nig? You must be out of your fucking mind
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I'm much more than you expect, kid
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To identify your ass they'll have to use your fucking dental records
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So step up, come come, don't be bashful
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I got a steel toe and you can get an assful
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Cause if it's me you think you're better than
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You'll need a sniffly, sneezy, coughing, stuffy head, get your ass with medicine
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You can feel, shit is real, my mind can set me free
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So I can continue my MC killing spree
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The police, they try to keep me in the clink, yo
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I got 'em ducking and bucking, so I don't think so
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I bust your whole shit if you're not kind
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Stomping comp? You must be out of your FUCKING mind!
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"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
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"I'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
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[Kool G. Rap]
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Chitty chitty bang bang, I'm coming like a chain gang
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>From outta Sang Sang to make your motherfucking brains hang
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Try to diss this, then you'll enlist for the stiffs
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Snatch your bitch up at Crystal and then I fuck her with a pistol
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A nigga with heart, walk through a park in the dark
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Fuck the drug marks stomping me, I'll play your fucking heart, so be smart
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Cut all that bullshit and clown, I'll be the only nigga laying down
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When everybody else is sitting
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So who's the next man to hit? I slip in a banana clip
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And I hit, come and get your bandana split
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Shit, fuck, bitch who's the snitch?
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You may be down with Mikey and Ikey, but you're laying in a fucking ditch
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With motherfucking maggots with the rest of them faggots
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Cause your license to kill was from Tagget's
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I warned a brother of another brother's glock
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And I said "What's up, duck?" And I had my motherfucking gun cocked
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So be a sport, another lesson drug
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Holding down the fort and a stupid-ass nigga got caught
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So he made prime time cause I had the nine
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Yeah, you must be out of your FUCKING mind!
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"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
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"I'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
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[Fat Joe]
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Sucker back up, a real motherfucker's on stage
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I shoot the gift like a motherfucking 12 guage
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Niggas know I'm versatile
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No question I'm buckwild, I'm killing rappers executioner style
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Hanging motherfuckers with a mic cord
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I'm a rap lord, suckers always get me bored
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Saying that they that and this
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Ayo they get me pissed, cause motherfuckers ain't jack shit
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I'm here to represent the Boogie Down
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Making niggas leave town before sundown
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And if you don't listen, G
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I'll stick a knife up your ass like "American Me"
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I'm serving motherfuckers like Wimbleton
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I shock a crowd like a bottle of insulin
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And niggas always get me vexed
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I'm tired of motherfuckers trying to sound like Das Efx
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You'd better hold your own, child
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Cause I'm laying suckers like rugs and tiles
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This is the bigger nigger with the mad lines
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You step to me? You must be out of your FUCKING mind!
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"You must be out your fucking mind, man"
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"I'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" (Repeat 2x)
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[Fat Joe]
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Yeah, now you motherfuckers know the flav, East Coast style
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Fat Joe, G. Rap, and Apache
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You step to us, you must be out of your FUCKING mind!
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(gunshots)
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You Must Be Out Of Your Fuckin' Mind
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| Fat Joe |
