Tonalité : G minor•
Verse 1
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Gm
"Aaaaaaaah... I told
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you motherfuckers.
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Now what the fuck is going on?
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Gm
You done started a war
Verse 2
here now it's on here."
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Gm
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Lil Fame speaks: All for this bowl.
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(Uh) You know what I mean.
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Bizzy Womack back up in this motherfucker. (Firing Squad,
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nigga.)
No I ain't went nowhere,
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nigga. Fucking with the best.
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(Oh yeah, to the death.) Stare into
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the same ?marked ass?
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(Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck
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I'm talking about.
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(Go 'head, nigga, go ahead,
go 'head nigga)
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Verse one: Lil Fame
Verse 3
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Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
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You done started a war here,
now its on (YEAH)
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What the fuck, NIGGA?
You thought you was gonna slide,
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you gon' run a muck, NIGGA
I'ma make you feel like you
got hit by a truck, NIGGA
I pluck herbs like birds,
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then I brainwash em
Watch Fame squash em
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Look what I brought to ya
And when I'm gone do ya
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Slugs run through ya, HALLELUJAH
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Keep deep fo cus,
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the locust of war raps
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Hard Fizzy Womack
Set it off like them for Bronx
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(Borrow lives!) Roll this
thug
(Sorrow lives!) Hold his slug
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Bruisin niggaz, but it hurts
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to lose a nigga (Its bug!)
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Dm
Anaconda, wanna take me un der
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For jealousy, Goddamn yo
it makes me wonder
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But the path I follow been blessed
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Gm
From my certificate of like,
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to my. certificate of death
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Chorus
Verse 4
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Billy Danze: You gotta,
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do something, move something
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Try to make that shit more
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(Live for your dogs!)
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Gm
Lil Fame:Cause ain't
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nobody gonna rock that shit
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If it ain't got that raw (Vibe for
your dogs!)
Verse two: Billy Danze
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I bring this whole
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motherfuck
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ing world to a standstill
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William Danz- ini don't you know
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this man will?
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(Move on em!) D- yea
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take action
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Dm
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(Step to em!) Straight blasting
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Ghetto predator slash retarded
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motherfucker
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Enables me to be one cold-
hearted motherfucker
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Start it motherfucker
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(Come on) I leave no traces
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(Come on) Run up,
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I blow your ass back seven paces
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Gm
Bb
(Feel the pressure as we
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step in the place.)
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Pump one in your face
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(Blow) Ain't nobody gonna see me,
believe me
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One of them guys that specialize
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in (master illusions)
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Vanishing in the wind
After commiting a sin
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Then, I'm laying low till another day
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As for your crew, I send them to you when I come
through at the wake
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(That's right!) Them
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Dm
promise to always roll with you
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Gm
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So nig ga I'ma send they soul with you
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Get the fuck
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outta here!
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Chorus
Verse 6
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*Fame and
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Eb
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Danze switch
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Dm
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Gm
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stanzas* *2X*
Verse 3
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Lil Fame: Straight
Verse 7
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for casters
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For full blasters
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Survivers that dealt with disaster
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Master the plans that twist YA
Cocks back, dismiss ya
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Aroused by this too- down
militant militia
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Listen, niggaz tend to think
your soft when you rap
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And that will provoke
Fame to busting a cap
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You can 't hide from death
(Nah!) You'll be found with
your neck in a noose
stripped for you life,
hung form ?scratch?
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Billy Danze: Now if I step
Verse 8
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up in your chest
(Give you cardiac arrest!)
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Convert you into a mess
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(You been blessed!)
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(Damn!) I don't waste time
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I bust mine
To splatter ya
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First of all, your small,
your not even my calibre
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(So get up in they ass!)
Niggaz, taking blasts
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(Aiyo lets take it to they ass!)
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Son, we gotta do this right
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(The Marksmen) From the Marx'
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Lettin to ?Burner? Park, hot slugs
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Leave you so called
thugs laying in junk
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Dm
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Gm
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Bb
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(bow, bow,
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Gm
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bow, bow,
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Gm
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bow,
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bow, bow, bow)
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Chorus
Verse 9
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*2X*
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Spoken: Ha ha!
Verse 10
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Gm
Come on.
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Firing Squad,
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nigga.
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What'd ya say? What, what,
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what'd ya say?
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What, what, what ya say?
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Gm
What ya say?
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God damn in the mourning,
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nigga. Come on, ha ha!
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(Vibe for your dogs) Salute! (See you
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Gm
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when I see you) *beat fades out*
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