[Big Rube]
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Ask not what the Family can do for you
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Ask only what you can do for the Family
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[Big Gipp]
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This is my pledge
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This is my pledge to we, and all those that come after
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Let's talk about it, 'posed to assimilate insincupate
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Euphoric you raw superstations, appear with information
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Hesitation, metaphoric in a solid state of logic
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Focusin on, me and the Family, gawkin
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Parallel parkin was an artform
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Atilla the Hun, school that I wrote to write
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Spoke for some to speak, provided copperstone
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Stole to steal parone, cut the heart up out of Caesar
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I protect the Black Madonna shrine from seizures
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I survived the 80's child killings
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Excruciating pain like a root canal without a filling
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Forever we, pillars in this stature
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In this ASCAP rapture
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Wordplay that will snatch ya, mangle ya mind
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Signed upper bull pull, I relinquish
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To become forever more excaliber
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To become forever more excaliber
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[Big Rube]
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Caliber unknown - infinite in stature
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Indiscriminate fracture - sindicated rapture
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Indicated capture - sincupated nature
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Defeated we raise the wager
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No secret, I hate the majors
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But they major players - so I'm a gladiatin
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Not so glad we waitin - niggaz is graduatin
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Fuck what flag we wavin - kids is misbehavin
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Parents is worse than Satan - apparently church is pagan
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Sworn away my freedom, through words that sing my freedom
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Rebirth the world of the Earth in intent to spin my freedom
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Prepared to defend the next-us
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Didn't get in for no Lexus
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Didn't get on through connections
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or to get off my erection
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Fuck the soft and the wetness
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Luck is lost in election
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Bucket that caused the detection
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Sent to impossible rections
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Still to much to achieve - we build to much to believe
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Fear to much to recieve - appear before you achieve
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[Hook - 2X]
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We are the few
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We are the strong
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We are the proud holders of the ex-caliber!
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We are the few
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We are the strong
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We are the proud holders of the ex-caliber!
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[Cee-Lo]
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Guess I was (?) sworn
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Promise to make it show that, the legend of Dungeon live on
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Even knowledge I known and heights I flown
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I alone can't snatch the sword up out the stone
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The charged chasities here, have to cock outta fear
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Matter of fact, I (?)
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Lyric far, witness to suck the star
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May the force be with us, for we are!
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[Hook - 2X]
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[Khujo]
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Eyes'll have you so puffed up
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Until you eventually flow up
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and bust on their or buck to their (?)
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Drag the slayer, oh we ain't forgot about you playa
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You still don't weigh enough
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I gotcha beat off the rip
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From the jump, keep it still to relapse on that junk
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Pump fake, off ya feet --
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Fall on this sword ya beat with eggs on ya face
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Amazing Grace, how sweet it is
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The shit we spit, thicker still
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Niggaz don't deserve to live
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It's gettin so goosy,
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where a girl can kill her baby the next day by takin a pill
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Breakin off beat, when they blow the horns
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They open up the rest of them seals
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Out wit yo' head, for not keepin the ears real
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Walkin through the valley of the drop
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Bone! Lookin for my damn drone!
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Where ya at? I see ya! I see ya!
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Come on let's get 'em dawg come on!
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[talking]
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If I got one my nigga you got one
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He got one - they got one
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Them motherfuckers gon' make them a damn gun
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[Hook - 2X]
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[instrumental to fade]
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Excalibur
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| Dungeon Family |
