[Supreme C]
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Lick off a shot, I like drama hot
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A strain on my brain make me kill your blood clot
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So when you 'treat, make sure you got a shield
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Cos on the real-to-real I make your body stand still
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Watch your back, I get dim like the night
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In and out of sight to hit that ass up right
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Straight from the jungle where I call the zoo
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A major breakthrough, Jersey comin through
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A straight line I walk, from Ill Town to Newark
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Back and forth to pack stacks and vaults
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Troopin (troopin) just like the soldier
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Even if yer stiff like a boulder
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You'll still get run over
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Raise the stakes, all the winner takes
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Lyrics to beats like shakes to earthquakes
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I puff lye's, doing double I, till I die
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An' everybody get high
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[Headache]
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Ill to Cruddy Click
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Will leave you flattened it's so simple
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Playin' little fags out like a game of Nintendo
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Nobody can see this B.G., that's hard to deal with
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Punks knuckle up and they better.........
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[Road Dawgs]
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Will he get busy, is he ready for the booth?
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This tracks makes me wanna grab my gat
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And lick off a shot through the roof
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I'm straight blasted, everybody's askin'
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Can it be the 6'3" G runnin rampant
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Bangin in your ear drum
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When I've finished niggas'll know what's here from
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Them other fools frontin, now somebody gotta wear one
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[Headache]
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I'm quick enough to hit em high with the Double I
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I'm lettin you know right now I'm not to try to die
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Load up the clip for clicks who wanna start beef
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To be raised in the hood, you've gotta have heart, chief
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Headache is the name
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Catchin wreck is the game
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When I'm battle MC's I go tear em out the picture frame
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[Road Dawgs]
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Who wanna try to ???? big booty, niggas, what's happenin?
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From ???? to 1-18 Dionna Warwick can't keep us gangstas from rappin
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This is the Road Dawgs
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Rollin' wid the Double I crew, we got it locked
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From the westside of Inglewood to Bangkok
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I drop slang, let my nutz hang
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Bustas can't handle us, from here to Los Angeles
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Niggas hoo-bang
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[Black of Zoo Crew]
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Yo, this Black, I'm representin the motherfuckin Zoo Crew
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I got my man Sup C in the motherfuckin' house
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I got my man Headache in the motherfuckin' house
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I got Dueja, I got my motherfuckin people
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The Road Dawgs, Rottin Razkals, and the Cruddy Click
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And yo, my man K-Boogie on this track
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And now we gonna do it like this
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If you pussies can't give us our props
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Don't come to Jersey and do no shows thinkin that they're sold out, nigga
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Chorus-X2
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It's like that y'all, and we don't stop
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It's like that y'all, lick of a motherfuckin shot
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[Dueja]
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Left to right, right to left I fight to death
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Mentally mad, I'm insane, but I'm the best
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Cos I flip shit, get niggas lifted
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And then I creep to the naughty play ground
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Way down in jungle deep
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To smell the indo comin' from the steps
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As I walk down the block, niggaz throwin up the set
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Double I, for life, if you slip, you're get dealt with quick
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My brotha Gutter shakled up behind the steel strips
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[Cruddy Click]
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Cruddy quality is heavy duty
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You never knew me, pull no stu-dy
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To hide the 30 to life, my ??? roll on niggas who try and do me
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I send the them 60 miles south, klicklow like ????
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Not even a scout can find your whereabouts
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You motherfuckers can lobby together, that makes it better
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For the annihilation, occasion, erasion, invasion
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And I must seriously doubt if you can find a passage out
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You ego maniac, ???? get blowed out
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When I showed out
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Ill Town''s how I stand for mind
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Get props to Alpine, rip rhymes
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Designed with Cruddy types of obstacles
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It's not impossible
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Your niggaz is unstoppable
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[Diesel - Rottin Razkals]
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Hold your horses
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The lyrical force is about to toss this
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Standin in the column with no draws or losses
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[Fam - Rottin Razkals]
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I come to make a mess
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And put a disorder on anything in order
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Sorta slaughter your recorder in the way you oughta
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[Diesel]
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Prepare for the worst
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Once my verse hits the earth
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Competition's in fear, I could make a star burst
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[Fam]
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Wish it weren't trouble
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We get it on the Double (I)
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Necks get ripped in a rumble
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| You stu |
