[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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Trife thieves we can't be trusted
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step into my clique the wrong way
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and get your motherfucking dome busted
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We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches
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We ain't just shooting niggaz
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we buckin bitches
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[Bizarre]
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My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door
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Have ya nigga's far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH)
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Battle bizarre and its just to deadly
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Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could forget me
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If I don't get all my fucking dough
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Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
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Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch
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But _ even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick
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Cause I'm quick to snatch a nigga out his polo
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I'm the reason nigga's come ten deep and end up leaving solo
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Meet losing ya'll nigga's must be bugging
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We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges
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I'm the illest rapper to come out thus far
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I'll shoot anybody even the bitch who gave me CPR
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Step to the Outz and end up getting burned
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Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill Clinton's interns
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[Eminem]
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I'll shove a gun in ya grill greasy and heated
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smothered in hot mustard
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so when I feed it to you it's easy to eat it
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You need to be immediately treated while you breathin
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or you'll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus
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You hate on us and we'll be waitin on eight corners swarmin ya hood
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With a thousand angry skateboarders (c'mon)
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I hop in a jeep and slam on the gas and charge you
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and bombard you in the car that your mom bought you
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Fuck around and get choked and found in a moat
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Flotin around drowned face down in a boat
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I'll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up
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to the 7 Mile drive-through at McDonald's and piledrive you
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I got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car
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When he drives by me at 90 mph
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This place is my house I might as well erase my face with white out
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cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows
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[Fuzz]
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I'm dressed to please sucking nips, yeah, she get it
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The same way that I fucked the chick
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Stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick
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87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls I'm passing clothes
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You like it in the ass is what I'm askin hoes
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Aren't you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson's sold
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I love you baby if I'm not with you then I'm blastin foes
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Telepathly harrasing foes
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I know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow
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Ice-berg took down Titantic elastical
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Given my fans the exact shit they asking for
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Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to show you passing one blunt
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Bitch we passing four
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I rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up
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I'll send you to tell 2Pac to keep his head up
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I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up
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I knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up
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Ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups
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I want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up
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Call your bitch like bitch come and pick this bitch up
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On battle you be sweeter then I get this shit up
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I'll stomp you too you get up
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Or stomp you to the cops come
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Eighty nigga's came when your fucking block got dumb
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[(Chorus) x2]
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Trife Thieves
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| D-12 |
