Key: C minor
Verse 1
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Daz:
Aw yeah!
Right about now it's time
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to get busy
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Huh, straight out the box,
nonstop
Verse 2
Kurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I
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(Wait a minute, um)
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Crooked I:
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This is the art of, manslaughter
When I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than
droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to
break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round,
before you hit the ground,
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your body spin around, in six circles
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Diminishin' infamous menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not,
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I'm a start finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm
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breezin the region
Freezin g's in your legion
Freakin' ancient techniques when
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I'm speakin' phoen ician
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It's all about Crooked
These bitches shout Crooked
I'll make you say the West Coast
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ain't shit without Crooked
I own a vicious label,
niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written
on project kitchen tables
I load this 4- 5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for Crooked I,
the scrap happy, mic snatcha
Verse 3
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Daz: Motherfuccers can you dig that,
huh?
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Can you fucc with this?
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Let's get Kurupt the Kingpin to
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fucc y'all niggas up
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y'all don't want to see none
of this west coast MC shit
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Yeah, how you like
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me now motherfucker!?!
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Verse 4
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Kurupt:
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Terror starts,
in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
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In the mystic state of mind,
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when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres
every year the same time
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With audio amputations,
vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing
MCs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mashin'
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MCs
Caboom, the room gets cleared
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as my views get clearer
Extra- terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
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These venomous injections
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I leave whole sections,
and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melod
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ies and selections
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I select the methods
of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my language
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Tell me, have you ever seen one elope
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make
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MCs explode
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don't compare me to none
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Not one's nearly
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Severe, 'cause I severely,
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impare MCs
Near me, oppose and fear me,
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I got plots and theories
Sincerely,
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I could have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for
touching microphones
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with no knowledge on how to rock
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Daz: Yeah, back in effect,
Verse 5
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it don't stop
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Turn your speakers up,
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DJ Battlecat on the table
We fuckin' it up like this and like that,
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yeah
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Got my homeboy Xzibit in the
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motherfuccin' house
Alkaholiks!
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Xzibit: When I was enlis
Verse 6
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ted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky
screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and
chucks from hear to Italy
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It'll be, a cold day in Hell
when you see Xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail,
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tuck tail, and run
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See we do it how it can't be done
I'm the rough cut,
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plus how the west was won
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Or direct descendant of the gatling gun
Don't test me son,
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you fucc around and catch you one
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That ain't a threat,
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that's a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas
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wit' heat in the street
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Ready to re peat,
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round after after round at you
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All hell break lose when the
whole Pound come through
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I found that you and yours,
can never fucc wit' mine
I own shit but gimme some
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more like Busta Rhymes
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Cross the line,
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now you gotta pay the piper
I'm The Alkaholik sniper,
that be keepin' the crowds hyper
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my
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niggas is platinum plus
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My Dogg Kurupt
Verse 7
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Daz: Yeah,
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no shit
Yeah, y'all can't fucc
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wit' that
Interlude 1
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Verse 8
That's what I'm talkin' about
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West coast,
we been doin' this shit for years
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ain't nothin' happenin' wit'
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that
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Battlecat
(Don't step up)
Right, right
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(Don't step up,
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unles you want to get hurt)
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Huh, huh, huh
Verse 9
(Get get get get hurt)
Whatcha say
Motherfuccas that be hangin'
in the battle
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(Get hurt, get get get get hurt)
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That's what I'm talkin' about
Daz Dillinger
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(Don't step up, unless
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you want to get hurt)
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Break it down, break it down
Huh
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Verse 10
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(mixed with
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Battlecat's scratching)
Verse 11
Outro 1
Motherfuccas can't fade this shit
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