My style is A wall,
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Vietnam jungle op
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I dread locks and
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Looking shots at your bumble clock
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I hate chains,
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Except the ones your big brother got
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... look like the ones that the pharaoh got
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Always dub, see
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He show me love, he was a G.
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We rock these furrs in July
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Young and fuzzy, jizzy
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Because the fazzy diss me
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Looking like a minnie Tyson
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Maybe the time you choked them out
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You was the crazy typing
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C'mon, Minz, man, you think I forget?
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You bust a pearl handle sket
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It felt as good as it gets
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Your boy dipped it in the cup
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But it was better than sex
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I'm doing all the same shit right now
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I did it back then
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You smack Jose and ask me for my blade
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That was some cool shit, like lemonade in the shade
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Yo, my style is like a vial of crack
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Lights! The fuck is this?
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Try me and you keep comin' back
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My style is like playing with matches
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Running with scissors
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Better yet, playing in traffic
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Goddamn, Ve, my balls is classic
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Hey, what can I say?
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I'm like a star, I'm flashin'
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I'm a real red man
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So it's time for action
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Act swingin', leave you with your head as a fraction
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One day, call me OD fo' sure
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Got the raw blow flow
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You OD, you snore
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The way I put it down, they say
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Dae, you so good at
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Shot the shit ut and why
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Like a man whole cover
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Shot the shit ut the world
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Like the man is no other
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Mohamed Ali
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That's Jihad with the capital G to a g
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Had to throw them duchess away
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So now my style is like lighting up the chalice
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Everytime I blaze
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Style
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| One Dae |
