[Dylan talking]
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Out and about
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And I saw an angel come down from heaven
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Having the key of the bottomless pit
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And a great chain in his hand
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I laid whole on the dragon, That old serpent
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Which is the Devil, and Satan, and born in a thousand years
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See
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[Choppa]
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I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan
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Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands
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Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy
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If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy
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Me, All I do is move blow off tha corner
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Paper chasin', cause I'm tryin to stack doe like colma, (Watch me)
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I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight
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Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night
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Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right
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The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ
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I did alot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still
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I look out for tha one the knocks
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[Chorus: Fredrick & Sarah]
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So why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me, why
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Why he knockin' at my door, my door
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Why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me
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Can you tell me why he huntin' me for
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Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me
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Could you tell me
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Could you tell me what he huntin' me for
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Tell me what he huntin' me for
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Could you tell me, tell me
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Could you tell me what he huntin' me for
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[Fredrick]
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You thinkin' lifes a joke, I'll slice your throat
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Oh you a thug, you about to get yo' rights revoked
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I'm from the Dirty, we don't even know the price of soap
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I'm a star, look in the sky, you need a microscope
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I'm way ahead of the game, thuggin' runs in my veins
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My pockets chubby, so I went and got a gun in my name
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Its just me, him and my blunt in the Range
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A young nigga with the filty slang
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Ha ha, I hop out like a Jack In The Box
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With three macks and a glock
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I'm askin' for nothin', I'm snatchin' my props
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I'm gettin' money while I'm laughin' at cops
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It ain't ya lad, I ain't bad
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It's the Devil, why don't you tell'em to stop
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[Chorus]
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[Elliot Ness] Its like somebodys lookin' over my shoulder
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[EN] Its hard to focus in the open I'm surrounded by vultures
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[Babs] So many haters I don't know where to turn
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[B] And niggaz be starin' us down like we got money to burn
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[EN] First things first, I'm sick of all you industry thugs
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[EN] You feel me, You a enemy if anything cuz
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[Both] In memory of
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[EN] Death to the powers that be
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[EN] See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier ain't no coward in me
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[EN] Somebody is constanly watching and following me
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[EN] Throw shades over my eyes, Wont allow me to see
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[Both] Allow me to peek
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[EN] Forget about reading the fine print
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[EN] My lyrical content on some Vietnam shit
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[EN] Shoot 99% dogg, top of the line
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[Both] I'm back on my grind
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[EN] Satan in the back of my mind
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[EN] Go a-head with the bullshit, tomorrow ain't promised
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[EN] I'm pushin' the rock to stop from getting knocked unconscious
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[Chorus]
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[P. Diddy talking with Sarah singing]
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Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
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I will fear no evil, for thou walk with me
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It's Bad Boy baby, we done seen the ups and downs
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Sunny days, rainy days, we'll never stop
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Da Band, the next generation, God first
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And we won't stop, Yea, Lets go
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Yea, get off me, get off me
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You know what team I'm on
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One God, One love, One family, Bad Boy
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I'm like Micheal baby
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Dark Angel, Yea, You feel me
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I see all you Devils out there
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You'll never stop us
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Da Band, 2003, The next generation
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Yea, and we won't stop
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Why
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Da Band |