[Dylan]
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Yo, Blaze the fire and watch the enemies crumble
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[Jamaican chant]
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See the blood of a slave
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The eyes of a Banta
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Rise from the grave
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When they listening to Dylan
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Action and ways speak clearly like a veteran
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Looking both ways
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When concealing my weapon
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[Babs]
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I was raised in the gutter
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Fifties for elevens
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And a dirty box cutter
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I'm standing my ground
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Back and forth out of town
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I'm getting that cash
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And niggaz can't see Babs
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If you ain't licking my ass
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One tough chick
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My flows is not to be fucked with
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Send the word out
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To them bitches that you run with
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I'm here now
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Bitches in trouble I spit fire
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Quick to bust off
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Like Weebay from the wire
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[Ness]
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Fucking with the grimiest nigga
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Look in my eyes
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My life was paralelled park
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Until I put it in drive
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D.U.I. smacked and broke both of my headlights
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Chicks gunning me down
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Running mad redlights
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Had low mileage
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It was either hugging the block or Hip Hop
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I never will in college
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I'm only being honest
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Cadillac with the Mac
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With the serial stratched up in the lining
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[Fred]
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Now pass me some diamonds
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With some dudes who move
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When I say them good
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So the hood call me Simon
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When I rob I ain't rhyming
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I change climates
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And break more records
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Than Rice did for the Niners
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[Chorus: (Dylan)]
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Them silly one now (hey)
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All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)
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To be wake
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To be among so many Living Legends
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Nobody stop me
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Don't ask me why
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This a real tall guy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye
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Them silly one now (hey)
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All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)
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To be wake
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To be among so many Living Legends
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Nobody stop me
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Don't ask me why
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I'm a real bad boy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye
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[Chopper]
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Man fuck them other niggaz
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Cause I'm down with my niggaz
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Yep, we Da Band
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Y'all niggaz ain't fucking with us
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Don't make me have to spend that bend and do a pull up
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Reach for that 10 that have you duckin' them bullets
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Hit you where it hurt it be hard for you to push up
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Half-way crook ass niggaz I got you shook up
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You walk with your head faced down
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You scared to look up
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And I know Black and Blue
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I got the hook up
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[Babs]
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I stay on my grind BK niggaz know
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In your face everyday like a Bad Boy video
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On the block for a couple of years
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I done smoked a lot of blunts
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Drunk a couple of beers
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The streets know me
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The hood hold me
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I paid dues
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I'm the chick in the click
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Full of niggaz, I made moves
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Stay on top of my game
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I can't lose
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Get down or lay down
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Bitch niggaz better choose
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[Chopper]
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I ride in the biggest trucks
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All day, call me, shit
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I supply the biggest stuff
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Hit the block
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Like I'm Cartel blunts
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Ready for something to dump
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I feel as though I got the biggest nuts
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[Ness]
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Wait, move
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I put blood in your socks, your shoes
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Overflowing now you shaking your leg
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Man I run with the gauge like bacon with eggs
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It's white, when I bite
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When I bake it, it's beige
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[Chorus: 2x]
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[Dylan speaking Jamaican chant until beat fades out]
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Living Legends
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Bad Boy's Da Band |