I'm comin for ya, I? in the cut, creepin?up, now I? on ya
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it goes to the break of dawn, and it just don? stop,
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lyric fist fights brothers we don? need no glocks
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It goes peace, if you come to see me rebel
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2nafish will come ready like I was Edie Brickell
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I'm everlasting, never will my head expand
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this publisher is clearing house like I was Ed McMahan
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I?l getcha open like a bullet wound come test the repertoire
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and I?l connect a right cross to your upper jaw
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I? on my toes, all my foes beware
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cuz 2nafish will tackle flows like I? Rosie Greer
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I? hear to tell you the response is choice
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comin to smother the brother with the monster voice
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is going to wipe slow specimenI got the hype so listen in,
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lyrical nitroglycerin
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we pack a punch like an earthquake set,
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comin through your tape deck is how we shape shift
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so all you critics out there take shelter
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or you?l be on my conveyor belt when I melt ya
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O LE LE
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| Ozomatli |
