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4, 3, 2, 1
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[Featuring Canibus, DMX, Method Man, Redman]
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[Redman] Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
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[LL Cool J] trizack it sound like heaven
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7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some
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[Method Man]
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player my position, hot nixon
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this one for all the sick ones, infliction
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posionous darts sickenin'
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best beleive finger itchin'
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with two proclay
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now I'm trippin on MC's
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cliche
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shot that ricochets
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start trouble bust bubbles
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hit the wicked ways
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gotta love me
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G-O-D no one above me
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look up but fuck ugly
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techna jaw from a punch buggy
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sunnin' you
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got you shittin' in your last huggie
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runnin' who
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fucking punk
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hit a speed bump coming through
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a single shot make you meet love respect Wu
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[Redman]
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aiyo I put it on a nigga
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shit it on a nigga
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turn a chrsitian to a certified sinner
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the bomb I release times up in her then (explodes)
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while you got sit up I was hittin' your ex hoe
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shit I kept low petro your metro
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politics keep the chicken heads gobolin'
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shit I'm drivin' in come with full polygin
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terrorize your city from the spliff committee
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kick ass till both timberlands turn shitty
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gritty smack the drivers head in the gypsy
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when I approach rappers be takin' notes
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drop like I shoulda invented the rain coat
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absolute I love to burn to the root
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I keep coming till your pour sperm from your boots
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vigilante hardcore to the penis
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tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic
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[Canibus]
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I'm the illest nigga alive watch me prove it
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I snatch a crown with your head still attatched to it
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Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
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beatin' niggas to death and beatin' dead niggas to life
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when you look at me long enough I start to read your thoughts
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if the signal is strong enough and then I'll call your bluff
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like yo how many rhymes you got
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I will go for more milleniums than mazda's got on the car lot
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and there's no where to run ta when I confront ya
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nigga I call your bluff like you had a phone numba
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who wanna see Cannibus get wild
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who wanna act wild get shot down with a surface to air missile
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I take 'em on in all shapes sizes and forms
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and spit on anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
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zero to sixty I'm already doing a hundred
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when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it
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[DMX]
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stay out the dark
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cause if I catch you when the sun is down run it clown
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come up off that or I'm gon' gun it down
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run it now
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wherever stone goes it's gon' be there
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see that
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that shit'll finish you dawg
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beleive that
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where we at
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do your value your life as much as your possesions
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don't be a stupid nigga learn a lesson
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I'm gon' get you either way
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and it's better to live
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let me get what's in your sock because it's better to give
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than receive beleive what I say when I tell you
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don't make me put your somewhere were nobody can smell ya
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and when the lights is out they don't come back on
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this ain't a flick they ain't gon' come back on
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you ain't that strong
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you knew it was wrong
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but you asked for it baby
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you'se a pig nigga ski mask for it baby
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so I can hit you up on front teeth
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you get dumb sweet you want heat
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you want deep leave 'em behind
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[Method Man/Redman]
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aiyo
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1-2-3-4-5-6-7
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blaze the hot trizack
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shine like heaven
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7-6-5-4-3-2-1
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come on Mr. Smith come get some
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[LL Cool J]
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my young son's fantasize of borrowing flows
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tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed
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this symbol on my arm is off limit to challengers
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you hold and bust the swords I swing the excalliber
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how dare you step up in my deminsion
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your little ass should be somewher cryin' on detention
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watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
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I'm a do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
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blow you to peceis leave you covered in feces
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with one thesies (LL Cool J is hard)
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every little boy wanna pick up the mic
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and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
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but that's like picking up a ball playin' with Mike
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swingin' at Ken Griffy or challenging Roy to a fight
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snappin' your ameteur MC's
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don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin' overseas
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for rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
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ringmaster bringin' a tiger cub to his knees
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in the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
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your nieve confidence gets crushed by my dominence
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now let's get back to this mic on my arm
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if it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
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you don't wanna bar that you wanna idolize
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and you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
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and I'm daring every MC in the game
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to play yourself out position and mention my name
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I make a rhyme for every sylabel in your name
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go platnumn for every time your grimy ass was on the train
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watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
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LL Cool J nigga greatest of all time
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