[N.O.R.E.:]
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Yeah yeah
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N-O-R
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[DMX:]
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Motherfucking right!
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[N.O.R.E.:]
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Where you at?
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[DMX:]
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I'm right here dog!
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[N.O.R.E.:]
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Where you at? Where you at?
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[DMX:]
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I'm right here dog!
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[N.O.R.E.:]
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Where you at? Where you at?
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[DMX:]
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I'm right here dog!
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[N.O.R.E.:]
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Where you at? Where you at?
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[DMX:]
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I'm right here dog! C'mon!
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[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
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I gotta be a gangsta like that's what's up
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It's so harder, like what's in my cup
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We get flawless like a million bucks
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Stay flawless, flawless, my ladies saying
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Wooooaaahhh Wooooaaahhhh
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[N.O.R.E.:]
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Yo, yo, yo
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Court cases, why the hell I'm still dumbing out?
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This is years later, I should've learned lessons
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Got bifocals, start seeing better
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Flows like my automatic machine gun in rainy weather
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I'm a whole new man, a new artist
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The Roc broke up, I threw my chain in the garbage
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I was disappointed, it was my fault, I thought stupid
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Fast forward, all alone still think stupid
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We could Ford or truck it or just Coupe it
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Rims off of Eazy-E, shit straight ruthless
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Tuck this Medusa with a bottom jaw toothless
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Bubba cush philly smoke, sour D slinging smoke
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Kick you in the face like I know judo
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Get up in that ass homes, that's no Bruno
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Six steps forward, back three spaces
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Entourage thicker than fish & tasties
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Feels good but it's faceless like head with braces
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From the tunnel to palladium, y'all shouldn't play with him
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Got enough dudes to fill up Shea Stadium
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Or Citi Field, I swear I really will
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Shots fire and you ain't no apprentice
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Smack your mouth numb and I ain't know dentist
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[Chorus]
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[DMX:]
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Yeah, yeah
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Uh, uh, uh
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Whaaat!
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Nigga stay out my way like you owe me something
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But if what I'm saying is wrong, nigga show me something
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Cause I been knew bout the time I ran up in you
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How's it going down nigga, clown nigga, as I continue
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Put it on that ass like ain't no tomorrow
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And the nightmares'll get you if you live passed the horror
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Last nigga that did it just stepped cause he scared to death
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Cause he knew it was the grace of God that scared his breath
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Turn live niggas into corpses with the forces
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Handing out losses and of course it's
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This over, they saying it's X on the flizex
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Who's nizext trying they luck with the big X
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Jump off the back of the truck and you'll get stuck
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With knives, bitches niggas can't fuck with mine
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Seeing them on the grind with dog, nigga what
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Bloodline baby, fucking shit up
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[Chorus]
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[Ja Rule:]
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I hear whispers of murderers there, shit the Rule got witty
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It's now I'm barely living with that, I beg to differ
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Two door whipper, no roof quiff-er
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Bleed that heffer, bleed that nigga
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Yeah I'm definately Hefner
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Three bitch in her, I want no lesser
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Let's run it back like one time like Hessner
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Niggas gon make me KRS ya
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De de de da di de de de da di day
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I spit it like earlier, recently
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Dogs are reckless now, what now?
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These niggas going to hide like dicks that ain't circumsized
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Better recognize, my nigga N-O is still on the run
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Nigga just eating a little better now
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And I consider you the best now
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There's no pause, running that shit, get off my dick!
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I'm back!
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Niggas!
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Ha ha!
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[Chorus]
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Stay Flawless
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N.O.R.E. |