That was the alarm ringin'
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What the fuck just happened,
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The gates open I was hopin' we get to movin'
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Before they start cappin' wave goodbye to this place Skrapz,
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No more outs and in's and be the fuck quiet,
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And move swiftly(shhhhh)like the wind...
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I'm with that, don't look back,
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They on our trail I can feel'em don't let'em close,
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Or I'll kill'em...
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Naw, naw, chill let me kill'em,
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Cause blood stains leave trails I'd rather take hostages,
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Out in tote bags
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And burn'em up like a backdraft?
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Naw,naw,naw that'll be bad...
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But we bad come on we ain't got time to waste,
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Give up the chase hell naw that ain't the case,
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Little change of pace at my disgrace,
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I'm replacin' and changin' the plans is you down? Yeah
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Then hit the grouns let's duck,
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Don't make no sound
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Yo I told you,
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I'm movin' swift like the wind,
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And at a time like this I ain't worried,
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About commitin ' a fuckin' sin a yo yo,
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Duck back that's one of the policemans right now,
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So here we go you're about to see if the S-O-L is down...
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Skit
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That shit was smooth yo I'm thinkin that we home free,
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Uh oh but not just yet yo helicopters out to scope me,
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So check it hop up this fence and watch the fall on the other side,
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You fuck up and your on your own
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Let's break on the count of 5-4-3-2-1,
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I'm already over the gate make no mistake when it's time to break,
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I'm a lead the chase, I'm a hurry up man pickin' up the pace...
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Man that's what I been talkin',
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Since you woke me up in the first place,
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I hope them hoe-ass guards left this cameras zoomin' on my face...
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A yo watch out give me room,
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I'm a crack the window on this bitch,
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Right there push that switch
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Which one, this one? Yeah that's it,
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Mental list of all the fucks we gotta hurt when we get out,
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And I swear on Skrapz and the House they gonna fall and that's no doubt
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Skit
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A yo, yo, yo watch out bust a right,
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They'll raise the spikes and then what?
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We'll hitchhike don't act like I ain't got control,
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Jumpin' parkin' blocks ain't no thang,
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Rollin' 2 deep in a cop car man it's all terrain,
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Are you insane? You gone mad,
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A yo, yo, yo, slow up that one cop right there's gotta shotgun,
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Click-click about to toast us,
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Like cameras we's close up, cut'em at the lense like sosa,
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Send'em home runnin' screamin' bloody murder,
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While his body parts all swells up,
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Hold up I gotta whole trunk full of them,
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Explosives my fuse is hostess like twinkies,
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Swarmin'em like locust what, drop my weapon,
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Bitch you think you funny sorry dawg,
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I gotta hostage I been playin' you for a dummy!!!
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Evakuation
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House Of Krazees |