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 We can goSoul for soul Over mic control Kid you can`t touch me with a ten foot pole And I even made the devil sell me his jewels He was out to cold mock me And play you for fools Kid, you know the rules Must be smokin` super cools Try to diss me on the low Got to be a psycho That`s aight though You know you won`t see me shakin` I`m out to blow the spot On who`s real and who`s fakin` Who`s given` Who`s taken` Who`s livin` Who`s starvin` Diss me on the mic It`s time for headstone carvin` And then tap right ya, I`ll strike ya like lightin` Dissolve ya like powder So turn it up louder Go on pump the wattage Get the cheese by cottage I like mean streaks I like Spanish freaks I like Korean barbecue I`m like old school beats` Cause... [CHORUS] I`m sick of all the shit that`s droppin` And I`m tired of all the lip that`s poppin` And all the wack attitudes people coppin` I`m only tryin` to get a few heads boppin` [X2] It go bang bang boogie I`m sick like a loogie I`m wiser than bud I`m thicker than blood I`m older than time I`m only from divine How can you be so bold and think that you`ll take mine I`m cash like Johnny It`s the highway man And I`m walkin` this line the best way I can With my farmer`s tan And my bloodshot eyes I ain`t bodied no one I ain`t chopped no bod With the butter`s from the gutters I`m about to explode And blow the spot for folk nave Up the Gun Hill Road Like artillery shells Been from heaven to hell And I`m a say a little prayer for every rapper that fell `Cause... [CHORUS (X2)] |
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