[Verse One:]
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I'm done talking
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Ran up in the spot gun smoking
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Shot it in the air, one woke him
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Sun-soaking, sweating in his bed like Dunlo
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Thinking to himself what done provoked him
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His thoughts is racing like a vulcan
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I swear I saw a lightbulb when
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He finally figured out who was the culprit
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I said yeah, remember me from Friend or Foe when
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I told you don't ever ever come around here no more
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Time to pay now, you try to rise, I wave the gun - lay down
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This time you're really going to listen to Jay now
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I try to talk sensibly, hoping that eventually you realize
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I had this locked and it just wasn't meant to be
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Plus I had sympathy when we all wore rams with your keys
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And it wasn't afterthought that maybe you'll try to revenge me
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But I was like "Nah", Chromes had to know he was wrong
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And if you caught me on the foul now you would sing me the same song
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Plus you promised
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And that's really no fun
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Yeah I find you in this Motel 6 with all these guns
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And all your goons, lined up in adjoining rooms
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Like some wild cowboys coming to get me at high noon
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But my mind's like a flower in bloom
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*** my eyes just scower the room
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I'm alert, plus I paid the clerk I got it laid out
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You think you the first nigga I played out, in a 2 hotel town?
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Come on now, I peep your Lexus at you
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Left the exit got some niggas on that side of the town
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Money well invested, rudely interrupted
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Jamaican accents ***
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A gun in your face and that's all you can come up with?
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I'm done talking, back up and clap them, one in the abdomen
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Do me a favor dude, get 2 ice cubes I pass them
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Take that ice up, for the nicest MC
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And please yo, tell BIG, he's unbelievable
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Friend or foe BIOTCH!
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Friend Or Foe '98
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| Jay-Z |
