Aggressive, my style versitile.
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You're best to hear the Mojo growl.
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Coming up behind with a bat, "crack" from a Mr. Payne attack.
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Dazed and confused, what you do is run, but Bonz might have a gun.
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Shit, you're being kicked by Richie Rich.
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Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, well you pressed your luck.
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What the fuck?
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Stuck now, your ass in a rut.
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Fowler warned ya, then he had to storm ya.
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On that ass like heat in Arizona, you weak motherfuckers better move,
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or catch on from the Four Peice of Doom.
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Mojo's in the house and ya might get hurt.
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Mojo's in the house and ya might get hurt.
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Feel my aggression!
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Yo, Brand X, its time for wreck for respect.
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That's what I mean when we're snappin' necks
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We're on a mission to kill the competition, not repetitive,
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so yo, check and listen
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The man has got you all fooled.
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Only one color dominates and rules.
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Green, greed that is what he feeds.
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A demon seed deep inside you and me.
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In my sights each and every night.
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Makes me so mad I want to start a fight.
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Walk right up, smack the Grammy outta your hand
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and then ask your mom who's No. 1.
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They don't understand.
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You want to try and bang, but your band can't hang!
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Survival of the fittest so ya might get hurt.
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Red alert, red alert, red alert
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Survival of the fittest so ya might get hurt.
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Feel my aggression!
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2 Minutes Of Death
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| Stuck Mojo |
