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[Featuring Rhyme Recca]
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[Cappadonna]
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All in the club like what? Rugged dressed up
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Hair messed up gold on my neck
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Don't sweat y'all show respect Poppa on the set
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Death threat I come a long stretch you can bet
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Love is love for real for real
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Feel what you feel Park Hill 1 0 3 0 4
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Rock caps til you can't take no more it's war
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Prepare for darts martial arts
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Let me shine keep me and mine Son of Song
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took too long, back throwin darts, without remorse
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Dart holocaust, slang boss
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Remain top hip-hop, drop you to your knees for these
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Big CD's, you heard it through the grapevine
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Killer Beez
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Chorus: Rhyme Recca
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Everything is everything, reality
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I keep my mind on everything, cause everything
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ain't always everything, and everything
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that you see ain't reality, they just illusions
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(repeat 2X)
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[Cappadonna]
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Face to face I break bread everytime
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In the world I hold mine, play it
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Now check it, see if you can comprehend
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these crossover rappers that lost they origin
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Run from the Wu this time it's more trouble
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I'm comin for the wreck so y'all could never bubble
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Never concerned about rabbits, after my cabbage
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Cherryheads, and parrots
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won't live in the barracks, we Don Hoe
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Buckwild with the flow, how we do
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Timbo's and full boot, vocabulary pitfall
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Fuck all, more clothes than the mall
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Let's brawl
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Wu-Tang broke radio laws, the opposite of mines
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is yours, from sea shores to bankrupt
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I conduct, erupt like Holyfield
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Third seal, third chamber's from the hood
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Branch out, and everytime you see Don
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I'm up to no good... motherfucker
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Splash that
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Chorus
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[Cappadonna]
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I'm all alone, I feel trouble in the street
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City heats, ghetto beefs, trick or treat
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Call Chief, mad beef with MC's
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Entity, Killer Beez one machine
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Intervene, on scene self esteem
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We gleam at night, it seems like
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we too hype, hop y'all like checkers
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Projectors, we break laws, get yours
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We break jaws reunite, we upright
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It's alright, out of sight, out of mind
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It take time I develop, heads swell up
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Shut the hell up, add on, you been warned
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Mics get torn in half, I drop math
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Don't laugh, a bloodbath with this here
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Rap Shakespeare, beware, Donna-mite
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Brown skin with the satellite, I represent
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Buckwild and Street Life like two cent
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For real, for real
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Love is love, for real, for real *overlaps chorus*
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Chorus
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[Kung-Fu movie sample]
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The other killers, have already shown up
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Now it'll be your turn, to die too
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We're ready anytime!
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everything is everything
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cappadonna |