(Anybody Killa)
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How ya doin'? It's me again!
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Underneath the concrete
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Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep
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Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat
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Hear me when I'm comin' but ya don't know where I'm at
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Never seen in the daylight, only in the nighttime
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Huntin' for me something that can increase my lifeline
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I see it all, dead bodies and such Ghetto gators goin' crazy when they haven't had they lunch
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The more I kill, the bigger they get
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It's like two Hannibal cannibals and one biscuit
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Who's to blame that my parents hated me
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And put me in the sewer cause they knew I couldn't reach
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Seems like I was there for years
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Before I grew a little bigger and I gave em both a scare
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Now I'm addicted to payin' people back
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Sittin' underneath the sewer caps
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and waitin' for you to pass
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(Chorus)
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Down here
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There ain't no light,
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Might not be alright
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Down here
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In these sewers and pipes
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It's always night
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Down here
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There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
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Down here
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Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
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Appealin'
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(Violent J)
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Sometimes the tunnels get so small
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I have to army crawl
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My way through
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Can you relate to that?
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I can see up ladies skirts
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on their way to work
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Just for a second
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I see they booty and neden
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Tell 'em Killa
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(Anybody Killa)
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Come and visit us I know it's somewhere that you wanna be
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Gettin' dirty life of no luxury
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Even though this road is so swervy
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This place is still home to me
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(Chorus)
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Down here
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There ain't no light,
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Might not be alright
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Down here
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In these sewers and pipes
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It's always night
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Down here
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There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
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Down here
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Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
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Appealin'
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(Violent J)
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It's always nighttime
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In the pipelines
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I sit in the sewage waistdeep and write rhymes
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I know these sewers
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And which ones are the newest
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And which ones be some underground transit movers
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We like Swamp Thing, down here, damn near
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They throw homeless people in, stab 'em,
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cook 'em right there
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I can dive, roll, somersault, tunnel crawl, spring
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I been bitten by so many fuckin' rats it ain't a thing
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I love this, I crawl through your housepipes
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I'm hiding in your shower nozzle pissin' on your wife
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People down here are hungry, they eat muthafuckas
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Everybody's alone, they always eatin' each other
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I came crawlin' out the toilet, into somebody's john
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I walked out and the family started screamin', it was on
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I ran for the fridge and grabbed everything I could
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And then dove in through the kitchen sink
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and back to tha hood
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I met a hooker down here, ya think they bad up there
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This bitch ain't even have a neden left anywhere
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Just a big hole with nothing in the middle
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Her ugly ass titties had a rat hangin' and chewin'
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off of each nipple
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Runnin' through the dark maze, I know my way
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I know no days, only glowing rays
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Beaming through the sewer hole lids of the streets
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Certain parts, but them parts certainly ain't for me
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(Chorus)
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Down here
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There ain't no light,
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Might not be alright
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Down here
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In these sewers and pipes
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It's always night
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Down here
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There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
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Down here
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Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
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Appealin'
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(Repeat 4x)
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There's no sunlight
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There's no sunlight
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Down Here
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Down Here (featuring Violent J)
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Anybody Killa |