[Eightball]
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DMX McGruff and Canibus.
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You know where you heard it first.
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My man Cardin, G Black, Ralph, Universal Records.
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Uh [all echoes]. Pure Uncut,
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Eightball [DMX barks in background]
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DMX (What?) DMX, McGruff, McGruff, and Canibus, baby.
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Yeah, its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw.
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Its the Pure Uncut, raw we keep it raw. Listen...
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[DMX]
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Niggas at Ruff Ryders is the illest, baby gorillas
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And shit we do today is gon' catch up with us and kill us
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Long as I feel this, motherfucker's head is shot
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Fucking lead is hot, and leave them dead to rot
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Ruff Ryders cut the shit up, like raw keys
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Like that crystal aching my last ?name is Raheed?
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It can happen niggas, dog keys, and still gun it down
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Only cause I know how you look up to a nigga, from the ground
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Running clown, you no better, than ?a braveless heart?
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?For my kids? I thank you God
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And if you don't know, ask a nigga, that they just put in the ground
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Slugs ran out of him, so I must've put in a pound
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At least! I gave it to another nigga for lookin
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Money, ?could never stop my slugs? from cookin
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Remember me, cause I'ma be there when they bury, you
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Leave your skeleton in the cemetery
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[Eightball]
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Dum, du-du, dum
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Who got the, who got the bum bu-bu bum?
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We wrap it up and smoke it, sixty green
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I'm a fiend for this rap thing
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Down South hustiln' and we all about the cream
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Stick em up, mad face, car chase through the city
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Fuck the police, I'm mad plus I'm going off that gritty
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Frank ?Nitty? got a mob down to murder with me
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Catch one to stick me, believe it or not, I cripply
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I rip thee, back into a stack and flip it like a tech
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Pure uncut, tie it up, and watch the fiends come back
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Bucklin, real dogs stay around for troublin
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Eightball, pick up the ball, when them tricks start bumblin
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Rumblin (vrooom) much room, cloud trippin
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Victims who lie there die when I be speakin, releasin
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You heard me, are you worthy
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To ride with the Suave House and get down and dirty?
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[Chorus Eightball]
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Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw [2X]
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Baby Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
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Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
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(What?) Nigga, Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw
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[repeat]
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[McGruff]
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Yo; where the fuck is the dough? its time to bubble and blow
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If I spit this from the back, have em clutchin they ?toes?
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Once smoked my lungs out, but now I fuck with my nose
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Perform shows, bad bitches crunchin my clothes
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Yo I'm 'Gruff, street thug beyond the speakers, beyond the rap
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Man I'm on a car and my gat, swarm attack, sip Don and Cognac
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Ain't just me, my whole freakin army strapped
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Aiyyo, fuck that! And fuck you! Who the fuck you?
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Touch you, you act like you want trouble
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Money don't know you, don't rub you, I got' eat, that's like trying to tell me don't hustle
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I gotta blow a couple, niggas away just to show the muscle
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Yo, I squeeze till your vocal tussle
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Niggas please, I got keys, coke, and snow to bubble
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Hoes to cuff you, fuck you, suck the shit out your dick
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Sucker for love, think you can fuck with McGruff?
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Now listen mister
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Gruff put your soul in a twister
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[Canibus]
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Just got off the payphone, on a three-way line, with Eightball and Tony Draper
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Askin me for a favor
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Now let me take it from the top I touch your knot, with the rubber glock
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Then I take your title, nigga, fuck your spot
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Peace to the players who crush a lot, but they call me Canibus because I bust a lot
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You can suck my cock, and got the same transmitted disease your mother got
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Being a favorite with me right before she was forced to pop
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She came home at four o'clock, was shot, she was riding me on top
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I told the bitch to keep the door locked, I know your heating up hot
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Because I touched the sure spot, you got defeated and dropped
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I punch you in the jaw-ops
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You talk dirt, you get dirt thats how I stand on niggas networks
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You think that best works? You think you can't get hurt?
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The bitch in you, makes you run for cover when I spit at you
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A man-to-man zone Allen Iverson couldn't dribble through
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Rapid fire syllables, you gotta bribe me with a mill or two
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