Intro:
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Come on, Yeah
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Hook:
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Who you wit? Where you at? (x2)
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Kel-Vicious:
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I'm stanking strong
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23 years old now
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With the big, bang boogie and the big pow pow
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(Ay, yo, you Kel)
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Not much, just keepin' it tight
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With the Philly Blunt King gettin' high as a kite
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I got no time for bullshittin'
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I have to start lickin'
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Cause niggas get jeal off the shit Kel be kickin'
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Get your free head ups, cause I'm seven foot tall
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And I ain't scared of none of ya'll
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This shit is off the wall
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Keith Murray:
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I be the genie in your lamp, the face on your stamp
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the hip-hop rocker stompin' all through your camp
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We went from smokin' weed in bullen therapy
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to takin' suckers out on national TV
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So on and so on, furthermore in other words
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We kick niggas heads to the curb
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Hook:
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Who you wit? (Def Squad0
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Where you at? (L.O.D.) (x4)
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Kel-Vicious:
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I shook hands with all across the land from here to Japan
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Back to the motherland up to Canada
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Nigga I"ll Jeru the Damaja
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Your rap style is weak and it has no stamina
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Keith Murray:
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Ay yo, this is for the big quzzlers
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Gun smugglers, drug jugglers and chelua puffers
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Mister Armor to all
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You gonna take a fall
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For tryin' to walk before you crawl
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We'll kick 120 rhymes in 60 seconds
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Niggas standing on the sideline feeling disrespected
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While I dissected your shit get ejected
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I got Kel-Vicious the malicious next to wreck it
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Kel-Vicious:
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We can make this shit hot or we can keep it cool
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But as soon as a nigga violate the rules
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I get the spot hot quick, (Yo, Kel be illin' and shit)
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Cause I be comin' down the block with the pistol grip
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With all this violence in the world
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How could I not be a crook?
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I could stick a nigga up with my mean fuckin' looks
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Make a bitch drop her draws
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Grab the microphone and pause
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There's many casualites of war
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Killer Kel is at the door
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Hook
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Keith Murray:
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I be the mad, mad scientist, mad conquesting
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Getting quick dough like off-track betting
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Overall you niggas be dead on arrival
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Meanwhile me and Kel be buggin' off survival
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My supporting cast will bust that ass
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I got a beeper and a phone but you can find me on the Ave
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Y'all niggas definitely ain't got nothing fur us
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We'll take it to the streets on Stallone and Chuck Norris
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Kel-Vicious:
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You can wake up call, I got the intchy finger ya'll
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Can''t be sleeping on the block cause that's when I clock
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And it's New Jack City
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Smackig Motherfuckers out like bitties
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Boy your bad, boy your rude, boy our vicious
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Fuck it, niggas get bust now for lookin' suspicious
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I got a 9, pack 9 lives like a cat
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Word is bond, niggas try to bust I bust em back
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And I don't give a fuck about me or you
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I damage your whole family plus your crew
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Rhymin' Wit Kel
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| Keith Murray |
