[so for all y'all niggaz out there that be puffin shit
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when the music go on, y'all listen to this alright?]
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Verse One: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector
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Let's get it on ock, and watch the spot get blown
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I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem
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From the mists of the darkness I come with this
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Hittin straight, to the chest, like a Primatene mist
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Ryzarector, YAH, the fanatical type
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I'm like a bat, in the night, when it's time to take flight
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Here I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sess
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I'm obsessed, by the sounds, the track posess
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Intellectual, killer, special majestical
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Ropin up the devils have em hangin from my testicles
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Nowhere to run to ba-bay
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There's nowhere to hide
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Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper
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Ahh... fuckit! Another day, another ducat
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From here to Nantucket MC's kick the bucket
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I'm rugged ruff flow-in up till I bust
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While other rappers is flatter than a white girl's butt
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I manifest my name and the reason I came in the first place
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word shake your brain just like an earthquake
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A lot of people admit that I am raw
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I cover my ass like a V-I-M, store
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My forms are real wicked like Dahmer
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A whole mob of a lot of niggaz is like a meal ticket
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It's nowhere to run to ba-bay
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It's nowhere to hide
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Verse Three: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper
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Yo
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As a child, a bad seed, was on the prowl
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Runnin mad wild, cause death was my style
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The crazy, maniac, yo lunatic
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I circle like a shark when the fresh blood drips
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Needles to the pen now you're in
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I eat em then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets from your skin
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Terror is in, with the RZA and the Grym
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Problem one now begins, hah!
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Streak up your skull to the sides of a freedom
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Record to the meter, so tell me who could be the next one
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Gravediggaz complex death oath
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And watch King Tee, kill a fuckin note
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Here we go, I'm cursed with dawn you was warned
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And now, I'm slayin every new firstborn
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It's nowhere to run to ba-bay
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It's nowhere to hide
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It's nowhere to run to ba-bay
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You best to stay inside
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You best to stay inside
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Verse Four: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector
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Here comes the drastic...[Protect Ya Neck intro]
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just like... a tactic, attack it, attackin, ATTACKIN
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I'm wrappin you bastard now prepare your casket
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Death is the final step, when y'all step
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To intercept, the rep, of a brother, who has kept
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his status, stop the madness, that is
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I flow just to show that, black, y'all can know that
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me, being wack is like naps on Kojak
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Eruptions of volcanoes, o-ccur when I speak
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Try to twist my dialect and get caught by tornadoes
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There's nowhere to run to ba-bay
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There's nowhere to hide
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There's nowhere to run to ba-bay
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You best to stay inside
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Outro: Prince Paul/The Undertaker
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{Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
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Nowhere to run, nowhere to hi
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Nowhere to Run
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| Gravediggaz |
