(featuring Bubba Sparxxx & Killer Mike)
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From the movie "XXX: State Of The Union"
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[Big Boi]
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We're back
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This is MC extraordinaire
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Reporting to you for W-A D-F, generation one television
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We here in a remote area
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Somewhere way back up in the woods
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With members of the elite Dungeon Family
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Them boys in there workin' on some shit so fire
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I bullshit you not
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[Killer Mike]
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Ey, welcome to Purple Ribbon, prime-time official
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Killer Mike, y'all
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Killer kill from the ville, go hard on the rhyme
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Like a junkie on powder I go hard every line
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I'm a ex-Dope Boi but I still rap blow
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And I sold more horse than a polo sto'
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I'm destined to become a millionaire
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Similar to Phil Collins I can feel it in the air
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My car change colors like a millionaires
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Necklace, get reckless and touch my chain
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I put it in the air and bust your brain
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Any sucker out there tryna' take my cash
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Better pray God with him when I catch his ass
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Or he gon' lay there dyin' wit' a bullet in his ass
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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[Bubba Sparxxx]
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Pardon my French but if you give me an inch
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I'm a take five kilometres and give it to the commoners
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Some dirty white boys and some boochie black girls
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Nearly one million sold but I'm still in that world
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That's why you won't see Bubba, buck head bouncin'
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Unless it's the cream and I'm upstairs countin'
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You know the type of bread that don't involve accountants
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Continuin' the legacy my forefathers founded
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We won a lot of battles but the war is still ragin'
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She's turned a lot of tricks but the whore is still agin'
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What is rap? What God gave me for my birthday
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You ain't D-F dawg, fuck what your shirt say
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Talkin' bout he's undeserving of the blessin's
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When truthfully the tat was roomin' them suggestions
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New ? clean in the game they ?
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We ain't them boys that you can't say earned it
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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[Big Boi]
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Every now and then, me and my kin, we get to bussin'
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Not in the high school football game, I'm talkin' bout rhyme thrustin'
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I'm talkin' bout line crushin', somethin's simply bumpin'
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On the low straight out the oven like some blueberry muffins
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We got the stuffing like some Stouffers or somethin', macaroni, mackalicious
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Mack a bitch or a woman, there is a difference
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Not if the woman start bitchin', won't get in the kitchen
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Male, chauvinistic, nah, ho, you missed it
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I'm just kiddin', just playin', I'm just sayin' we humpin' around
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Like the ghost of Bobby Brown and Stankonia lingerin' round
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We have found profound sound above ground
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When we've split in two parts, no one can block us now
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Maybe top lock but we can't stop, let the great white head be severed
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We weathered the storm, with feathers, something we treasure
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(Well I never) and you never will, suckered up
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The Dungeon Family is here to stay and we don't give a flying fuck
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all
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Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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| We trendsetters off the chai |
