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[Meg & Dia]
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Monster.
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How should I feel?
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Creatures lie here.
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Looking through the window...
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Monster.
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How should I feel?
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Creatures lie here.
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Looking through the window...
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[Eazy E]
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1,2,3, and to the 4
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Eazy muthafuckin' E
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With the chrome to your dome
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Cruisin' in my '64 rag top
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I got a lot of juice
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A lot of fuckin' block
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Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
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More bounce to the ounce
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And I'm clownin'
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Keep the gat in my lap
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Cuz I'm fully strapped
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For the car jackers
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Fuck no hapsters
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I pack a Tech-9
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Plus a AK-47
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Send a one way ticket to my hell
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Or maybe heaven, peep
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Nigga I don't sleep
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Burry muthafuckas in the concrete
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You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
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But I peep you niggas out in my left window
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So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo
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Yo, they call a muthafucka John Doe
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[Chorus]
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[Tupac]
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Now ever since a nigga was a seed
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Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
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Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame
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In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
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Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
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Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
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Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
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Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
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Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
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Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
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I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back
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I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
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Passed by while these niggaz wonder why
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I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
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Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed
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for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
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Niggaz still ballin.
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[Chorus]
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[Notorious BIG]
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So you wanna be hardcore
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With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps
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But I can't feel that hardcore appeal
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that you're screamin, baby I'm dreamin
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This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
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MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
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To let niggaz know... that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy
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I get up in that ass like a wedgie
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Says who? Says me, the lyrical
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Niggaz sayin, "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
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Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
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Just for niggaz actin shifty
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Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
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Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
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Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is
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natural to eat you niggaz like chocolates
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The funk baby
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[Chorus]
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DJ Easy.
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Monster feat. Meg & Dia, Tupac & Notorious BIG
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Eazy-E |