(feat. Jamie Madrox)
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[Verse 1]
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Where you at motherfucker heard you been talking shit
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But everytime I come around it's like you seem to forget
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Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lip
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In other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitch
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I won't forget you every time I'm pissing over your grave
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Or when I'm slanging payote in hoods that you once claimed
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Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same
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Tomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain
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So come and play with me, at least until the sky turns grey
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Shooting off my arrows like AK's
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Amazing situations, four colors of man, represent the wicked nations
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Underground street level, running this course
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Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch
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So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me
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Because the native hydro keeps changing me
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[Chorus]
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Come and play with me (even if it means your death)
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Though you hated me (my tomahawk swings right to left)
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You bet just wait and see (I'll be a juggalo till my very last breath)
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Then you hate to see (these hatchet men up on our chest)
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[Verse 2]
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Warriors, come out and play
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Roaches I spray, I'm ABK
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I'd rather be dead than fade away
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All my life I been a scrub, I wouldn't change a day
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What I'm saying quit playing I'm a tell you how it's slaying
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See me in the streets psychopathic chain just swaying
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Anybody Killa so it ain't no delaying
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Dead body six feet in the groud decaying
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When I come I'll rub the serial numbers from my gun out
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The tribal war paint on my face will make you run out
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Bust shots in the sky and shoot the sun out
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An keep us in the clip until every last run out
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Erasing all the drama that this world brings
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Moon light shine bright on shattered dreams
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Keep away from a killer with a god damn fiend
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Get your own fucking bullshit scheme
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Jamie Madrox]
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Twiztid Madrox and the ABK
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Buying automatic weapons from renegades in Bombei
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Fuck Alize and a fake ass bitch
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We the sharks in the water, y'all popcorn shrimps
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So you can eat my cocktail sauce and ass
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Throwing east in the air when we walk past think fast
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You can be a hater with a lot to say
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But you're talking from the door so come out and play
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[Chorus: Repeat x 2]
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Come and play with me (even if it means your death)
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Though you hated me (my butcher knife swings right to left)
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You bet just wait and see (I'll be a juggalo till my very last breath)
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Then you hate to see (these hatchet men up on our chest)
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These hatchet men up on our chests [until fade out]
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Come Out To Play
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ABK |