(feat. Solitair)
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[Kardinal Offishall]
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Yes I see how you are smiling in my face you know what I'm saying
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Settin' fire to my back, I see that you know what I mean
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I love it though, I love it, you know what I'm saying
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My enemies make me stronger, hahahahahahaha
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Well I'm on a mission
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Van Gogh your ass, so y'all listen
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Nigga, there ain't no fire if we don't start the ignition
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Throw some bullets at your feet
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Show you what ya missing, listen I hope for black love without wishing
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I murder the track and go neck to neck without kissing
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I'm ducking from the wack flows, calling it dis-missing
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Big money in the hook, cats is loot fishing
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Nigga's adding ones like they was mathematicians
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Four plus y'all equals more without addition, listen
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Cooking up plans in a da kitchen
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Too many chefs leads to nuff cats bitching
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Love in a we face behin' we back yuh teet' kissin
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Whether you're garbage or not is not my decision
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Before you check it deep, you have to make the incision
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Nuff cats are slated for great things
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But if yuh nuh lick shot for love
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Well den murda we bring
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Murdaaaaaaah...
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[CHORUS: Saukrates & Kardinal]
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We see you crab rappers everyday
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Praying for a shot to be lead astray
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We buss back with the love attack
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And add fuel to the fire, fire, fire, fire
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We see you crab rappers everyday
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Praying for a shot to be lead astray
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We buss back with the love attack
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And add fuel to the fire, fire
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Come and see me nigga!
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[Solitair]
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I was charged for murdering the track without touching
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Filling the track with hot lead without bussin'
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No discussion nigga talk without fussing
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But F-, I ain't answering another damn question
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It's just a matter of telecommunication
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Freaking the three bands of frequencies, frequently
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I frequently gather frequent flyer miles
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I be freaking the same chick that you're admiring
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The same G, ask them niggas around me
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The P maybe free, but my tracks cost money
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I might talk funny, but this nigga is no dummy
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Now cough up my dough before I have to call Sunny
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Switch switchblades, to switch hand grenades
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I switch when a bitch nigga misses my payday
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y'all are concurring, when I'm running in succession
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Quick to flow whenever the mic is in session
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[CHORUS]
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[Kardinal Offishall]
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For crying out loud, you get hard knock detention
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Your outside is smiling, but what's your intention
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F a judge and stil get an honourable mention
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Tell ya peace and love without both my fists clenching
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Raps with real flows real re-invention
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Chat on wicked tracks, add new dimensions
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New cliques, gang bang causing old tensions
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Niggas in the streets with swords like street fencing
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For these record labels nuff rap cats is Benson
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From these old street cats, I took a lesson
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Never like groupie hoes hanging in my session
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Rolling over weak cats in one succession
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Who's up next, we got nuff headz guessing
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Brothers feel the heat without Smith or Wesson
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Wrote the blue prints nigga, why you testing
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The dot when it's obviously us who's best and shit
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[CHORUS x2]
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Quest For Fire
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| Kardinal Offishall |
