Key: G major
Verse 1
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Check it out
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The whole point of this right here
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Is to insult em cees
Know what I'm saying?
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I wanna revolt em cees, yo
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Look, this thing venom
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Change your denim or stain in them
You gain minimum
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Same lane, still resent them
Recommended I'm ap
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prehending for a dosage
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Small postage, in the middle,
You should know this,
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we's a pass, 19 for locusts
See these jokers?
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These niggas that's tryna smoke us
Straight jokers,
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simply keep your ape focused
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You must not know my fuckin'
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My weapons I'm keepin',
when I'm selectin' I'm deepin'
Impressin' with squeakin',
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plus I'm the best on the weekend
Testin' you creepin',
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leave you left on a deacon
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Paint a picture from descriptive lyr ics
A slap in your face, so bring it, bear it
Calm it down with sedatives,
flowing shit you bet it is
Philly kids reeling them in,
a school and a pen
Boxed in, five spot breaking
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Ben Franklin's Referee,
Mitchell and Ness,
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black guests with fat tennis
I'm noted for
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With Boderick tens like Dudley Moore
Your characters, actors in this,
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I'll guzzle you Chris in one sip
Belching your face,
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bowling your bitch, I'm reckless
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Out of control lip, from eucalypts
Milk spit all on your tracks
from poppin' shit
You're proud of this, articulate gift
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No respect for who we diss
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For talkin' that movie shit,
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This ain't some shit,
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y 'all cats can get down with
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It's the 3 MCs and we the ultimate
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Just a myth that's on the
Check it out, yo, this ain't shit
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Y 'all can get down with
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by the time I stop spittin' this shit
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I'm the top cat like Heathcliff.
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before your head gets hacked off,
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and that's why,
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niggas done slacked off, this time.
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check your wrist time,
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I'm so damn fast that
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without a blast of air
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in your lungs,
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I'm tearin' these punk
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s limb from limb,
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who thinkin' they Tims are slim
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You're not fast enough to run from me
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I got raps that come out of my
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mouth in abundancy
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use to brutalize you
Will take your motherfuckers out,
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I'm computerized, Lou
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The digital imagery that I
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Will make you look like symmetry
that I'm spittin'
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I got deadly friction that'll
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rub you the wrong way
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A lot of song to play all day
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Logico could be bumped on Broadway
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Or perhaps on a ghetto alley
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Motherfuckers out there,
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tryna write to me like dear Sally
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that y 'all cats can get down with
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This ain't some shit
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y 'all cats can get down with
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It's the 3 MCs and we the ultimates
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Just suck some ass, suck some ass
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Fuck that's all I'm saying
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Check it out, yo, this ain't shit
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y 'all can get down with
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It's the 3 MCs and we the ultimates
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just suck, suck, suck me, suck, suck,
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suck me that's on the mic
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