Тональность: A minor
Verse 1
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[Featuring Redman]
Chorus: Parrish Smith (from 'So What
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Cha Sayin')
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Brothers on my jock for the way I hold a piece
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of steel (4x)
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So what cha saying
Verse One: Redman
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I go wild as I sip from a cold
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Lowenbrau
Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder
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Boom did the bassline crank
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From being rated are from being top rank
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I'm hard like an erection
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Phrases might get too tough
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to break down in sections
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So I grab a pen and pad, I'm back
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to make a killer, similar to a backstab
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arrest my brain, it's insane
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If I'm booty, then I've been framed
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By an MC, who can't be the are- E- D
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you'll get slapped up and capped up easy
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By me and a tre- eight pistol,
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so vacate the premises
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Or ask for Mayday, Mayday
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For H- E- L- P, brothers tell me
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I'm electrifyin, similar to round three
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I don't brag and boast
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but smash and roast
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MC's wit degrees from here to
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I'm miracle wit no abrakadaba
Piece of membranes
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will smash like crackers
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Were they Ritz, Saltine, or Town House
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None of the above get caught
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wit the roundhouse
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Kick, blackflip, semifull
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My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull
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I'm down wit the Squad,
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no more than four to five brothers
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Six or more, you seen got smothered
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By a fist of fury,
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next is the verdict
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Let's hear it from the jury
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Chorus
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Verse Two: PMD
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I'm a nightmare to rappers,
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Cold wreck the nigga wit
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don't need it, so get off my dick
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Master of disaster,
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no time for flicks
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- boy, Real McCoy like Bruce Leroy
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Strap the bozack when I'm
stabbin a skeezoid
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Gangsta rap,
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it's Daddy Mack wit a bozack
Roy the funk punk pumps
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skunk like a smokestack
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So swing low and lick up balls
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I'm like Scharzenegger, correcting
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shit in Total Re-
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call up E- D and the posse
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To wax a sucker nigga
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So step off cause you gets no props
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So stick the fork in him, Redman (why) cause
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he's done
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Chorus
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Verse Three: Erick Sermon
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I'm E- D, I belong wit the A- Team
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A one man wreckin machine, by all means
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Necessary, I destroyed on contact
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No fear, of getting killed
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cause I'm strapped
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The Hit Squad's deep, making it sweet
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to creep,
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on my crew so you don't sleep
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My mic is caffeine, similar to Maxwell
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Making it smooth for me,
yes, to wax well
And you might get scared
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and spark a stove
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Cause I pack steel but Hold
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My swiftness, I got a gift not for Christmas
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God bless, mmm- hmm, can I get a witness
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I'm fresh like a bag of Chips Ahoy
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No toy, I'm a hardcore be
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Once again, I quote, I'm danger
I smoked Smokey the Bear
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and killed the forest ranger
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Poof, the fire's out and I'm gone
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Peace to Mandela and Farrakhan
Outro 1
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