As we emerge from the woodwork
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Step in to the front
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Take control
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Its like clockwork
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Well I knock first
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To pre-warn of my presence
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About to enter
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And overflow the trauma center
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So recommend ya to think twice
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FitnRedi dishin out rhymes by the slice
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But of course
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There's a price
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For everything now
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And with the beats from Kemo
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They're made to entice
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The fealin of temptation
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And the thoughts of should I or shouldn't I
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Gotcha complicated
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Yea, the rhyme's stated
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Opposition cant debate it
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The jealous hate it
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While the ignorance is there
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Rated R for Renegade
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Red-1 rock steady
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Connect wit the fit
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Never miss cause we ready
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To grab the mic
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And show you who got the clout
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Dwell, drown last minute in this world title bout
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So sound the bell
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An lets do this
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Taken
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Whoever got bones to pick
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Like an archiologist
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Speak now
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While we be on the topic
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And if not
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Shut ya mouth while we drop it
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[Chorus:]
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When I plan my attack I doubt that ya ready
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Red-1 and Misfit come into this we rock steady
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When I plan my attack I doubt that ya ready
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So think it over before you make moves of a soldier
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I snatch the mic
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With the blindedness
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Speed of the mantis
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Pray my things dont cross ya path
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For bigets
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Were in my favor
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The closer we stand
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To dividedly running
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Is my specialty
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So test me
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Show inflexability
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Rappin and kickin simple similies
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At all you lazy
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And to the non beleiver
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Yes
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Its the one and only
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None of the rest
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Run parralel to me
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Like an analogy
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I got to be
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Coming in first
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Its my hobbie
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So the last one of the block
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Simply cause i'm cocky
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Floating
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A butterfly stinging like a [?]
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I told you long time
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You must go down
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Before my science
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Leavin you deaf
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Comin blind
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Yea
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Set of this ritual while burnin insence
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Drop to my knees
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Ask for guidance while on the offense
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The dead presidents
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The obligations to my soul
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Leavin to stratigics
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Its all mind control
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Self discipline
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With ambition be my conditionin
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Never missin
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Demolition
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For all opposition
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And thats straight up
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Because this aint no joke
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You gots to be fitnredi
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We aint gentle folks
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We be renegades
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Procede to engage and rock
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Never failed a class class
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Sound like we's down wit Pac
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Shit still on lock
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And figure four got the stock
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Plus we the foundation for these dreaded juggernauts
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Who got world domination on the mind
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Done to our design
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East 33rd's the first place that i'll be in my shrine
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Steady train
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Keep fit and maintain
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Master Red-1 renegade
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True to this game
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[Chorus]
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Its just one a them thangs
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You know
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Don't take it personal
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And if you do
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When ya coming
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Bring ya arsenal
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Because
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Who don't take heed
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Indeed will feel
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You need conditionin
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Go get the lyrics of steel
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And take a listenin
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You see you nothin but a tourist
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In the land of the fittest
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You just a low life forest
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Hip Hop stranger
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Now ain't nothin that can save ya
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Cause ya buck up in a Red
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Now ya in a danger
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Yea
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Same goes for Misfit
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Rockin ya will like a manger
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So baby listen
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And then
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I am the player
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Who is most valuable
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Reckin with the flows thats infalable
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It be
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The lyrical contortionist
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Misfit along side Red-1
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Get it heated real quick
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So don't forget
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Cause jack be nimble
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With the rhyme
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Bringin you to the floor that one lst time
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[Chorus]
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FitnRedi
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Rascalz |