*featuring Eazy-E
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[Eazy-E]
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Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six
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Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick
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Nigga plottin', ahhhh
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Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin
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1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear
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Cock my nine, and i'm out the window
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Drunk as fuck and high off that indo
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Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.
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And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me
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Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand
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I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand
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I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
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Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin
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Don't get caught sleepin
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[Layzie]
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Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now
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Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down
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On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious
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Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep
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and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous
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Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man
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Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane
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See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl
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Watch out for the nightfall,when them come, mo murder be a nigga style
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Mo murder, me comin to serve ya
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Judgement day, me reapin
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Lil Lay on the deep end
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So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin
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Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs
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Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this
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Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em
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[Krayzie]
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[It's on on on] Nigga let's killa killa killa
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Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down
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Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down
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Steady flip when I bang, bang, man
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Flippin I roll with me gun
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Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang
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And it's all the same
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They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder
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They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled
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rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya
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Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost
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Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim
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Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him
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Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud
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Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves
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Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,
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creepin up under your dome, it's seepin
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When the sawed off get to creepin,fall victim
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[Bizzy]
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Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims
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Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga
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put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now
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Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down
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What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried
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P.O.D. d when it comes to ride
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Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night
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Once inside, forgettin about remorse
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Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down
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Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now
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I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat
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Not never to mention never to mention
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It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly
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But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me
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And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity
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Well I got a clique see
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My niggas up out of the woods reapin
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Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?
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[Wish]
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Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder
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Killer when the night falls
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And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya
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Don't run, run, run, I like my knife
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Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life
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Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya
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But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface,that psycho and that killa Ripsta
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Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya
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Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches
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When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches
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Leave no witnesses
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Sleepwalkers
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| Bone Thugs N Harmony |
