Intro:
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(whispering) take 'em shake 'em brake 'em (x8)
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1,1,1,2, how we do it real son. Word up. Yo yo yo yo so now enter the next
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chamber yo yo check it.
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Rubbabandz:
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Yo yo when I approach the battlefields
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Grab your neck and protect and never neglect the blood spill
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I'm bein' all I can be like the army
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Correct I'm droppin' more loads then dirty laundry
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ALL FOUR embarrassing you like a cold sore
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I'm lockin' niggas down like the law
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The eight ball must take a fall
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Why it's like that?
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The white ball takes out the black
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I'm deeper then the pain being felt through abortion
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Got to pay the cost and now this is extortion
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Comin' out your pockets like sperm cause I'm forcin'
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Your sweatin' I bring fear like Armaggedon
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Down Low Recka:
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It's show time y'all can put that shit to rest
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Watch Down Low wreck it in one verse or less
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Give me room who the fuck is that strippin' in the back frontin'
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Like he a mack stuntin'
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With no stats but you lack thee intelligence to be a master
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I season never teasin' for self pleasin'
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I'll take 'em get into their brain cells and rape 'em
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Shake 'em out of all reality and brake 'em
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Hook:
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Think you had enough of this roughness
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Well get the fuck out my chamber nigga
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(take 'em shake 'em brake 'em) till he had enough
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(take 'em shake 'em brake 'em) enough of that real stuff
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(take 'em shake 'em brake 'em) give it to 'em raw
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In my chamber danger
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Rubbabandz:
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It took some time and a lot of thought to get my head together
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It's like runnin' for your guns you might as well run forever
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Dependin' on steal dick nigga you ain't shit
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Cause gladiators don't need guns to cause crucial conflicts
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We hit like mack trucks what the fuck was you thinkin'
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I got stuck now I walk the streets without blinkin'
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Cause I know the spotlight invites greedy and grimey individuals in my
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cipher
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Forcing me to get hyper run up the steps plot on top of the roof and play
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mister sniper
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(I see you nigga) 1-81 side chamber danger
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One in the head I take your life outta anger
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Intentionally get away with the crime and make it an unsolved mystery
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Down Low Recka:
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That's how the shit's suppose to be
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Stop it's Down Lows turn to rock
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Give me the mic plus gas to lock shows in blocks
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I got the ladder
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And if I ever fall from the top I'm a splatter
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Then heat my way back to hot
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It's a natural fact when it's wack I conteract
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Down Low (flip the sound) RNS (flip the track)
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And take 'em back you motherfuckin' right it's like that
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I'm strapped with double edge swords and a mac
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For ya area bitches got me runnin' from the cat
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All I want is my M-O-N-E-Y dime sack
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It's on GP connects like full
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War RNS tracks lay law
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And got this shit here locked we on top the forgotten rot
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Shoalin Zoo dirty rotten spot make it hot by lickin' shot
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Then pursue a homicide this is stop 'em from committing suuuuicide
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Hook
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Chamber Danger
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GP Wu |