Yeah, here it is
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do it like this
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comin' from the sewer yeah you know we never miss..
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here it is
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back up in the scene,
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here to make the green
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and niggaz out there know just what I mean
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I ride the beat like a jockey,
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short and stocky
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never sloppy
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the honeys wanna clock and knock me
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It don't shock me,
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I see it all the time,
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get a little fame and now a nigga look as fine as wine
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I know the game because I study
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me and my buddy
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ain't nuttin funny niggaz know the sewer style is nutty
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give me the money cuz I'm tryin to make a million
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rollin with my clique and yo we dick like a Sicilian
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bringing the drama for the masses
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whippin niggaz asses,
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so get ya glasses time for classes
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I take my chances, I gots to go for broke
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so knocka don't provoke, just chill and roll a smoke,
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It aint no joke I know you recognize the sound,
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It's diggety DAS EFX and this is how we gettin down
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here it is...etc.
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Dollar dollar dollar place your bets across the table
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one mo' time cuz its show time without the cable
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holdin down the spot and any wack penetrators
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is fallin to the flames of my rap incinerators
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I'm afraid I got some bad news for crews
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by the twos son it's hard like booze so don't snooze
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I'm throwin jabs, hooks and uppercuts to your face yeah,
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hittin you with the perfect combination like Stacie,
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that is sure I be the jibber jabber jour
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I'm gettin perilous
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the skunk derelict ghetto lyrical specialist
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say yes its thick
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the restless clique
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from PMD to fool with the Lexus whip
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now true indeed a few MC's they just don't know what they doin
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cuz when I smoke the blunt, nigga,
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they just had the blunt canoein'
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so yo, now I gotta dis cause niggaz piss me off
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the way that y'all be rhymin if you want like Doggie Diamond
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Here it is...
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Crazy Trazy, holding down the block
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I riggedy rock the miggedy microphone nonstop,
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you bitin rappaz better exit cause when I flex it
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you won't neglect it cuz when you least expect it
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kid I wreck shit
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bring it from the sewer
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miggedy mic check can't forget the one two-a
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the incredible man of the season
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here's the reason its the rhymes I'm releasing
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It aint no joke that's how we do it nowadays
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bring it from the sewer wreck shit and then we sways
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another dat another buck-fuck
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what nigger please
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I'm overdue wit these foes niggaz I'm bustin out ya toes
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to get ya dancin
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son I even got my crew makin hits like Charles Manson
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kids nappin, can't forget the ransom.
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I'm not so handsome
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so when I pickup my pen my temper tantrum
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overcome it like voodoo,
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and I'm rougher than bruise you
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sharp like cold crystal
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yo my niggaz told istal?
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I don't eat the beef pork or the goat tissue
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black I blast a missile penetratin through ya radar
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hey star ya style's horrible like fuckin Haggar
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hip hip hooray-K
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A the eye swella
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the one who be hittin the bitches blue black to high yella
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It's the boogie banga
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better yet the banger of the boogie
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A black Champion like my hoodie
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Here it is....
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Here It Is
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Das EFX |