[Bizzy Bone]
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Now Gary really wants to sue me
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Stressin out tellin my groupies set it out
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I already read it out usually thuggin in my jacuzzi, with a uzi
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Wet 'em all....
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Yes ya'll, yes ya'll, yes yes yes ya'll
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Tune into the looney and boom
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I come up out of my room
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My goons comin from the resume and doom
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Yes ya'll, yes ya'll, yes yes yes ya'll
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Yes yes get it raw
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Buck at thre bullet-proof ghetto star
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With a vest over my chest and there you are
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(Nigga you flow too fast) Understand me
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Society got me addicted to the inflicted so synthetic and wicked
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Call up your family but they dyin
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Split up the sticky-sticky Bryon
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Like grand daddy in the 70's said he just fled and his name was red
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And I saw my father paralyzed
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The other was locked down there he cried
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Won't see me 'till Buck Rogers dead it was there he died
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I don't care he lied
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Yes ya'll, yes ya'll, yes yes yes ya'll
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Tune into the looney and boom
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I come up out of my room
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My goons comin from the resume and doom
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Yes ya'll, yes ya'll, yes yes yes ya'll
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Tune into the looney and boom
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I come up out of my room
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My goons comin from the resume and doom
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Yes Yes Y'all
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Bizzy Bone |