(Ladies and gentlemen
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There are 7 acknowledged wonders of the world
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you are about to witness the 8th...)
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[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]
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Okay, I may not be a historical feature
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Or better yet meant to as a big public speaker
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But when I chill in Compton people scream, "There he goes!"
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The one who throws, deliver big blows
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Here to define my name like an era
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My serial number is 8, I bring terror
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Concert halls, crowds that are packed
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Be sure to bring the Tangueray gat
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You got the privilege to sit next to me
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And then you get jealous, start thinkin you can do me
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Believe that, punk fool, you must be basin
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I make more sequels than my man Jason
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And when it's over, you'll be screamin and dreamin
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To be down with the winning team, but
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Get off the rap tip and sing how you're caught up in a rapture
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This is the final chapter
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(Hit it)
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(Compton's in effect)
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(Hard City)
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(Compton's in effect
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Everyone is on the bandwagon) --> King Tee
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(Ladies and gentlemen
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There are 7 acknowledged wonders of the world
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You are about to witness...)
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(Hit it)
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[ VERSE 2: MC Eiht ]
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Begin part two, up next comes three
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And the fourth verse is final from the Eiht MC
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No time for slip up, but Slip laid the beats, so hit it
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And if I need double the funk, Unknown'll kick it
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You came up short tryin to say you was a scholar
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The way you school and clock big dollars
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But now you're lookin like you're all dried up
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Bailin through life with pennies in a cup
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So tell me now, are you ready for the schoolin?
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But you got to know, in the nine-o, who's rulin
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Me, the king of swing, but not a swinger
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Unlike a song but called a rap singer
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And when I'm done, you be scared to react
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Because your conscience is guilty, and your rap is wack
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So get off the rap tip before I have to take a step atcha
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This is the final chapter
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(How y'all feel out there?) --> Run
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(Hear the drummer get wicked) --> Chuck D
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(You are about to witness the 8th...)
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[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]
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Part 3 is here, so let me kick a little more
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Lyrics I bust, the Eiht'll make another score
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His luck is short, because it's 8 to 0
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In a story, I'll be the villain, you play the hero
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Slipped off fast with a fucked up anger
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While my fingers round your neck as I commence to strangle
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The hip-hop-matic application to the power
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Is how I keep em pumpin hour after hour
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The Eiht's purpose is to explain the ongoing
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Of how I school suckers and keep the rhythm flowing
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All my homies be like starin and cheerin
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And when I'm done, they be passin E the beer, and
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I might be buzzed, but I'm ready to stick
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Tryin to say the E's a sucker, but a sucker gets licked
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So get off the rap tip with dreams tryin to make it on vinyl
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Because this chapter is final
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(1-2-3-4
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Hit it)
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(You are about to witness...)
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[ VERSE 4: MC Eiht ]
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In effect mode, you took the wrong road, so what's up next?
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Clown the silly suckers and they hittin the deck
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You're sweatin, you must be hot, so what you got?
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No rhymes will come out straight because your brain's in a knot
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You must be crazy if you think you can hit me
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The odds of you survivin ain't no 50/50
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Not no 60/40, or no 70/30
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Might be 80 to 20, if your knees get dirty
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H-a-r-d is E and Tha C
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New jack is you ridin the t-i-p
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Tryin to be down sayin, "Yo, what's up?"
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But you're duckin and suckin, just like a suction cup
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C.M.W., kingpin, first rate hero
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The Eiht is the Eiht, Tha Chill's a chill, you a zero
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So get off the rap tip and go back to bein a drunk wino
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Because the chapter is final
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(Hit it)
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(Compton's in effect)
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(Hear the drummer get wicked)
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(Compton's in effect)
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(Hear the drummer get wicked)
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(Compton's in effect
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Everyone is on the bandwagon)
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(Hear the drummer get wicked)
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Final Chapter
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Compton's Most Wanted |