Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Why do we even exist?
Verse 1
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I've got everything on and I'm ready to
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My dog comin' to put it down
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with the silent ease
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We some lyr ical mother fuckers
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that's addictive to speed
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So what you gonna do,
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do you wanna yap out your gun
Wanna try to start some chaos,
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wanna know where I'm from
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I suggest you step back,
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react, load the straps
Take a look up o' ya shoulder,
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you've got attacked
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By the night stalker
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and the lyrical assassin
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Look for straight smashin',
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bashin' on the sound scan
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And high power be the
realest on the streets
There ain't no other
buster out there
right now tryin' to compete
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Two of the sickest in this motherfuckin' label,
know
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Representin' the 213,
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silent an d criminal
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As we roll down the street,
bumpin' beats, packin' heat
Look at the look at these lames,
they smellin' defeat
They finally recognize,
we got the game on lock
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Cheek on his website,
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connect straight, call it a shot
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I see the fear that's deep in your eyes.
I see the fear
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and it looks like you're hypnotized.
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I see the fear that's making you weep.
You should've known
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not to fuck with the two
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I see the motherfuckin' fear in your eyes
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Bitch ass clubs get hypnotized,
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the way this shit is goin' down
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Our clique is destin' to rise
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Hop how we're entertainin'
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And the in famous enterprise
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Mr. Criminal is silent,
welcome to your demise
No surprise to how we rippin'
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Fools start slippin', slip the clip pin'
Pistol whippin's, deep incisions
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And amigos come a -missin'
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Now listen, our division is filled
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with real G's
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Just some true blue riders from the 213
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From the city of angels, dawg,
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but don't get it twisted
After dark comes out the demons,
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so beware, little bitches
Cause this is some real shit,
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don't get caught in the wreck
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I don't ask to play no games,
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never I'll take the respect
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Who's been stuck in the neck?
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Bloody bod ies hit the desk
So I suggest, when you see me,
put yourself in check
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Mr. Criminal was silent,
darker pig is fuckin' scaleless
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Puttin' in work, representin' big,
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bad Los Angeles
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I see the fear that's deep in your eyes
I see the fear
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and it looks like you're hypnotized
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I see the fear that's making you weak
You should've known not
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to fuck with the 213
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Hope you understand the message
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that we spit on this track
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Mr. Criminal and Si lent Roof,
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a deadly impact
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Always seen the hate,
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but now I'm seeing the fear
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Now you're scared, running ragged
when you know that we're near
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As the tears start to drip
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off your face,
what a disgrace
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Steady climbing up the ladder,
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about to take first place
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Murder was the case
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when you stepped to this click
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When you die,
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I will feed your remains to my pit
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That's right, motherfucker,
cause your game is weak
Sellin' albums all day,
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even platinum on the streets
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Givin' it true for the real
motherfuckers in the hood
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Now I'm seein' the fear,
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and it's all to the good
Casket made out of whistle,
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watch me suck it with gas
Don't need to go to hell on earth,
I'll burn your ass
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Pistol grip, gay smokin',
motherfuckers like grass
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Shoot you just like Biggie,
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smoke lil' brains all over the deck
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I see the fear that's deep in your eyes
I see the fear,
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and it looks like you're hypnotized
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I see the fear that's making you weak
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You should've known not to fuck with the 213
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