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Intro 1
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I heard your style and I beat you nig
Verse 1
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ga
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Your whole album I sleep through nigga
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'cause 'Te's an avalanche
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so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick up ya
people nigga
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Don't call Pharocon to squash it
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Better yet call the sheriff
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And the coroner's of fice
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Tell 'em there's a dead body
In the corner of Lawson
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An d Alston,
I would proceed with caution
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These motherfucka's really think
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the 'Te done lost it
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He sold a couple records now
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they think he flossin'
But I ain't stopped battling,
I just stopped rattling
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Off rhymes for free 'cuz y'all
were making me nauseous
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Understand fucka I'm gon
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win regardless
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I still got the hunger pains
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from my apartment
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When me and 9th were both
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splittin' cans of StarKist
Arguing about who LP was the hardest
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And a hand full of CD's ready
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to burn
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Some real hip hop for
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your listening nerves
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A year later hooked up with
a nigga named Murs
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Now everybody play our records
for they women and churn
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Jay- Lee got the
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Eastcoast getting the loot
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Living Legends on the
Westcoast, ready to shoot
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Get ourselves while they call
up the troops
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Phonte Taylor made for the game
y'all just following suits
Verse 2
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Hey yo the animals, ready for war,
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destined for combat
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Play the CD or tape and then rewind that
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You want beef motherfucker
never mind that
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(And if he owe me money,
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bitch nigga better find that)
We animals, ready for war,
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destined for combat
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Play the CD or tape
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and then rewind that
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So let me know where
Verse 3
ya mind at? (what!)
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Murs 3:16 meets Foreign Exchange
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Keep ya ear to the speaker,
quit ignoring the names
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Welcome to the next level,
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top floor in the game
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Felize done hooked up with
a clubbed- out nigga so
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Skip the sidekick, I'm a nextel nigga
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If I hit ya on the chirp,
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with a verse you better roger that
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Picture word- perfect from the land
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where the Dodgers at
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Trying to get some money with
some pussy on the side of that
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Never have to ask where my
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killas or my riders at
But when fake gangstas try
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to find where them dollars at
Go to any city where there's pretty
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ma's to holla at
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The illest in your state,
one on the tour- date
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And more- great,
than your grandfather's father
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'Te I know it gotta hurt a man
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they stand by the slaughter
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Oughta be locked away
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when I rock this way
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Get rocked on the airwaves but not for play
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If my heart should stop and I drop today
I went against all odds
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and I got my way
Verse 4
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Hey yo the animals, ready for war,
destined for combat
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Play the CD or tape
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and then rewind that
You want beef motherfucker
never mind that
(And if he owe me money,
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Fm
bitch nigga better find that)
We animals, ready for war,
destined for combat
Ebm
Play the CD or tape
and then rewind that
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So let me know where ya mind at? (what!)
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