Key: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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And when I'm done,
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Stupid motherfuckers shoulda stepped
when I warned 'em
I went to high school,
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So what makes you think I give
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I'll put your bitch in check,
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you and your crew
(wack!) it's murder, son
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Ac tion Jackson
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When I come you better run for ammo
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Or get played like a fuckin' piano
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Verse 2
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And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube in
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Lench Mob (what's up, nigga?), and yo Ice Cube,
I heard you're a singer now
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Man what's up? Yo, yo
Verse 3
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Do- Ray- Me. But I don't sing,
mothafucker
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mothafucker
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And if you run up ,
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Cuz I'm playin' punk nig
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So bust a cap or swing and die
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Fuck Yul Brynner, it's still
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The King and I
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So One- Time hope I only bust one rhyme
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But I bust one more for the suckers
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now I'm Lenchin' mothafuckers
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Now every nigga that crossed
me's soprano
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Cuz I played their ass like a fuckin' piano
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Interlude 1
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Verse 4
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Motherfuckin' house from
Come
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On, man, bust this shit
Verse 5
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Hot as lava, organized like a seminar
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Serve you, your crew, him,
and them and a
You slipped and shit,
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so nitwit, just get the nuts
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Stealin' your high hopes,
watchin' you write notes
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Rap slicker, thicker, quicker than others,
then I stop swift
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you stop to shoplift
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Take the mic stand whenever the duty calls
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If I bust a nut for every rhyme I had,
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You're nothin' like GQ, transparent,
I made it apparent
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I'm here to wax and tax the incoherent
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Cuz B- R- E- E- Z- E will eas- i- ly re-
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main to be- e a top MC
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Now you got played, like a fuckin' piano
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Interlude 2
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Verse 6
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This is just a sample of three
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Who grew up in the heart of the ghetto
some stand on the street
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Just slang. Some gang- bang,
but big deal
They say in Compton,
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you gotta kill or get killed
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Mothafuckin' police pull ya over,
slam ya down
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Then tell ya that your hood is their town
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And I ain't goin' for no shit like that;
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A few weeks in the county
ain't no big deal
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So a punk like you can't fuck with me
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You think ya can? I don't think that you can,
though
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Peace to Ice Cube and Breeze,
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and the fuckin' piano
Outro 1
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