[Intro: Miko the Pharoah (Christbearer)]
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Yeah, North Star, what? (Yeah, ye-yeah)
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(Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah) What? What? What?
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(Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah) What? What? What?
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(Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah) Christbearer
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Ye-yeah
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[Christbearer (Meko the Pharaoh):]
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Christbearer make 'em all fall down
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'Til they kneal and get the feelin, Motherless and Heaven-bound
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(Heaven-bound)
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Don't ask me why I chase the cat
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Or do the dog-catcher with a rat 'til the dog spawn crack
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Killa Beez attack with D's on the Lex and the cleavebacks
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With Siamese macks (Long Beach)
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Now girls, release the hounds
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We impeach, that Caprice the ground (Yeah)
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Beat up all dragons, but we unleashin now
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Run the beast through towns 'til the beef is ground (North Star)
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Now, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
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And sweet baby James in the black flames
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With the Carolina in my mind, searchin for a rhyme
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Came back with the black sunshine
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And fuck ya friends, all of them come and go (Yeah)
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And they never come to see you when ya money gets low (Low)
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Then let the record show that you could never love a ho
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In debt to treat the baddest bitches like so-so (so-so)
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I'm from the N-O-R-T-H where niggaz is forged to G cakes
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With the three eight's, sedate, niggaz that caught a gate (What?)
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See people make the world rotate
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And I give 'em God in the flesh, the ass to test the vest
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Stress and manifest success
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I make 'em all say, "Yes", impress and address
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The G.P. like L.S.D. (Uh-huh)
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I'm a take you out way out (way out) where ya never been before
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Into the coke and they laid out
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Hittin California corners in the legs
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Hittin Tony Romma's with the police on us (on us)
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(One) And I don't give a fuck about the cops
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With Mac in the peanut cups, spendin the high rise
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[Doc Doom (Meko the Pharaoh):]
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Gangstas make the world go round (Long Beach)
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North town, Comp-town, puttin it down, Cali bound
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We smoke, we joke, in the city of dogs and locs
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Don't get ya pass revoked
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[Shyheim:]
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We smack niggaz like you and tell 'em, "Go get ya gun"
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As far as I'm concerned you could suck dick and swallow cum
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I'm God-son, the rose of salvation
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Product of the ghetto, I'm the street's creation
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I'm move like vampires, only at night
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Hand grip like pliers on the glock with rapid fire
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Goin haywire, I stab a nigga 'til my arm gets tired
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[Solomon Childs:]
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Thugz make the world go round, bloodhounds
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Body Brighton town, Now Born town
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Staple-town, Park Hill bloodhounds
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Thugz make the world go round, world go round
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[12 O'Clock:]
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I'm Brooklyn bound, I break ya ass down
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Hardcore type sound that vibrates the whole ground
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Around and around, where I stop, no one know
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But if I'm comin ya way, best bet to get ghost
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Champagne to toast, all cheers to this host
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I rock coast to coast, any state that I approach
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When catch the blast of a blunt of a Philly
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I get crazy stupid, I got more bodies than Billy
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The kid drops rhymes with a mind like Einstein
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Never the swine, I love my family cause they mine
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Check out my shit when I slam from my lips
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It's never no riff cause my people come thick
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It's 12 O'Clock in effect gettin wreck
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See I pack a Tec if some beef on ya projects
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Nevertheless, I rock and roll like Elvis
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Stay fresh dipped from the feet to the pelvis
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Thugz make the world go round, world go round
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[Christbearer:]
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Gangstas make the world go round, world go round
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[Solomon Childs:]
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Thugz make the world go round, world go round
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[Doc Doom:]
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Gangstas make the world go round, world go round
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[Meko the Pharaoh:]
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Meko the Pharaoh shootin down niggaz with black arrows
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A soldier from the Wild Wild West
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Rollin through city streets in a North Star vest
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Funny niggaz get scared as fuck quick
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Cause they man didn't learn to duck shit
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Now that nigga's duck sick, from the flick of the wick
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Media 'vict, deep shit
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Women and man starts to happily flip
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When I grab the mic grip, start tossin up shit
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Y'all niggaz never thought North Stars would make it
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Now ya gettin mad when ya girl starts to shake it
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And Wu-Wear, the Wu-World Order
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| North Stars wet niggaz' a |
