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Yo yo yo yo yo
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It's a shame when these MC's fuck with us
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Yo yo yo what they call you kid?
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Yeah they call me Bigg Jus
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Yo it's a shame when these MC's fuck with me
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Yeah what's your name son?
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They call me El P
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I must be entirely too fuckin nice
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El the Don Digital pass off to the right
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[Bigg Jus]
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From now on I'm impeachin Nautilus Substitution Mardi Gras
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Hot Nickel is back from filing at the Shark Bar
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Fuck the Shah, bringin it to you live after dark
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Ask the Psychic Friends, the rhymin-ass cypher with the blends
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Kings of many men, ancient wisdom, sizzles in
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Got a whole crew of girls bent you raped Bell Bottom Tim
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This concluding a broadcast from here to the next millenium
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Off you niggaz execution style ?
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[El-P]
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The prime directive is to mostly play a part of utter psychosis
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Not prone to play stationary man hopeless
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Gene pool tumors get rocked without discretion
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Fashion MC's drop now they part of my fall collection
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Dementia earth burners while Earth sinks further into servitude
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Hollow UFO's is comin in
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And bill collectors get clicked on
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Subtle murderous murder verse form a corporation
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In beef we briefly bankrupt but you suck litigation
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[Bigg Jus]
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The mixed bastard, wherever I lay my stat I oughta booby-trap it
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Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics
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to kids, who find a hornet's nest just for excitement
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I laughs when some Mars Attacks when I bust up ?
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[El-P]
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It's all fantastic when I bank, grand martial arts shouldn't faze me
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I see-through pussy like the Invisible Woman
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Teenagers turned trick pimped by pedophile labels
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they started but fall from, soon to be disabled
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*chorus*
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I want to be paid, MC, berzerker
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Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin
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I want to be paid, MC, berzerker
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Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin
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[Bigg Jus]
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I must be, entirely, too fuckin fresh
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Jus the killer Funcrusher, pass off to the left
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[El-P]
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And I, cut most meticulous
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Descriptive clip from the hit you done shit on site as ridiculous
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And under my thumb went numb hackers
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when EMS workers caught blood from slug catchers
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Here's the limit dusty but digital
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With a far more rugged approach than Red Asia
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Bust the sundial, wild advanced placement in effect
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For me, it's either rhyme or euthanasia
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Stands brittle but b-boy shell rugged and practical
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Subtle anarchy, climate is unadaptable
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Vulcan, logic, brought upon his destruction
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Attack him at the fulcrum and society can't function
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[Bigg Jus]
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I've been underground since thirteen literally
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Bombin the whole system up, beautifying the scenery
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Bless the turns I step up off these New Balance 580's on
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No order fool coherency Clinton speak Egyptian
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Get cocked, not back in the jungle, ease up friction
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High dose of energy fuels my fermenting splintering in three sections
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Each capable of launching attack in any direction
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Hook it back up and connect it
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Death-defying, all up on your e-mail addressing
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I defy, any and all attempts at logic
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Gray matter material formulate engineering solids
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?Truck the vat scientific frontage off of science?
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[El-P]
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Every bloodline is tainted, signifying malignant raps
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who with bad intentions of boogeymen and death as a source of laughter
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[Bigg Jus]
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Yeah your precious family tree'll end this century
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No traditions to pass down, ?spend your way out of eternity?
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*chorus*
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If I have to live on this earth without sight
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I'll be the illest blind bastard, to ever touch a mic
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To bust off with a mic, like that, the tracks is over, we came fat
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End it right there, like that...
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