[kurupt] What's the difference between me and you? (repeat 2X)
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[Dr. Dre]
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Back when Cube - was rollin wit Lorenzo in a Benzo
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I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals
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Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes
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the business end of this shit can turn your friends against you
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But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you
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I still remember the window of the car that you went through
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That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been through
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And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
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Cuz you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit you
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Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein real wit you
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You see the truth is
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Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is
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And who I'm still cool wit
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Then I got these fake-ass niggaz I first drew with
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Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they *voice sample*
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Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions
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Move units, then talk shit and we can do this
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Until then - I ain't even speakin your name
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Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same
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Nigga, it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors
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It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em
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That's the difference
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Chorus: kurupt (repeat 2X)
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What's the difference between me and you?
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You talk a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do
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I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions
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I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin
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[Xzibit]
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Yo I stay wit it
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While you try to perpetrate, play wit it
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Never knew about the next level until Dre did it (YEAH)
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I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby-sitted
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I smash you critics like a overhand right from Riddick
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(Yeah!) Come and get it, shitted on villians by the millions
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I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings
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So what the fuck am I supposed to do?
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I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you (Come on!)
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A heartless bastard, high and plastered
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My style is like the reaction from too much acid - never come down
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Pass it around if you can't handle it
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Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates
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What's the difference between me and you? (What?)
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About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles
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Until my death, I'm Bangladesh
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I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left
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Yo that's the difference
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Chorus
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[Eminem]
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Aight, hold up hold up!
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STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got somethin to say
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Dre; I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me
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(The fuck?!) I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg
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I got your motherfuckin back, just know this shit
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[Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you noticed it
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But I've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch
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[Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it?
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[Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is
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[Eminem]
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Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer
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But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma
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I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her
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And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California
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And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner
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at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her
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Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off
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Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of
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Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up
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Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up
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and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
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That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was lost product
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That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up!
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You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up!!
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So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis
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Or we can scream, "I Just Don't Give a Fuck," and see who means it!
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Chorus 2.25X
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What's the Difference
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Xzibit |