Тональность: Eb major
Verse 1
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Yo, Peach, what up ?
This is DJ Cutmaster Church.
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You know I get about 82 ,000,
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3 million records in the mail.
I'm gonna only play about,
like, two, man.
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What's up with that?
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There are 8 billion, 2 ,000 white,
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black records.
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They on my strotum,
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they should be on WAC records.
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I know the industry is wet like an labia.
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Everybody's crazy, gone hysterical.
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Def Jam flopped,
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the whole epic was a miracle.
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MCs came psycho, tore like Tycho.
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Pop pin' that weak shit like Myers,
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I left my sons in
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space behind years ago
your crew remind me of a Cheerio
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You're like a condom,
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an old piece of dried up sperm
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Don't try to mess with me,
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you rappin' fuckin' germ
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they call themself Mal Poppa
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I'm entertained watchin'
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You just a naked man,
you ain't the boss man
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I run over panties and heads
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grab my taste back from Archinova
And stick an enema pipe
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right into Faith Newman
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You think I'm Lincoln Abraham
or Harry Truman
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You get yours,
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cum smeared all in your face
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A
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
B
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B
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1 -2 -1 -2,
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copycat sound like my wife
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You on my boards, kitty style man,
sound like fights
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I'm millin' to night,
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you see me stand with Suge Knight
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You rappers are scared,
now wet rectums get tight
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You might as well sing a simple song
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You wanna be down, put panties on,
I call you Sandy
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Like Stu, watchin' his back,
yo, that shit is fine
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Holdin' Memphis, David Burke,
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wonder if that was mine
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Shootin' the jism,
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MC's likin' stinkin' ism
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Aw, that stank, put that out,
man, that blunt shit
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I'm on some Cundalingas, woman,
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know that crunch shit
your locals won't make it work
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B
Ask Monica Lynch about the Flintstones
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Nig gas still lickin' my dick
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like chicken bones
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Who's on wax with pumps
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Lisa Cortez or Ed shoulda called me
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Rusta and Leo or Andre
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know that shit will pour me
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Look in your Rolodex,
naked manna comin' flex
Tired of your anus, wrecked in peace,
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brothers heads and necks
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Good rappers lick my ass
before the most famous
You name em' all,
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I gave abortions with hangers
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Spread em' easy people, this won't hurt
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You get yours,
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come smear it all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
You get yours,
B
come smear it all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
You get yours,
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B
cum smeared all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
You ran the Pete Rock,
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you ran the premiere
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With New York sounds,
professor couldn't save your career
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Cm
Watch your as s duck it,
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B
play me out like Dave Gossett
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MC's should quit, I signed with Tough City
I left management and Alex
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fucking Tough Titty
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I went to Hammer's house,
some people didn't know me
Dave Jacobson was lying,
what the fuck he just told me
Looking back at Tom
Silverman's convention
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Money was made and accounted for,
not to mention
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Laminates don't cost much,
that shit is cheap
Like niggas tryna flirt,
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I jack the rapper every week
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Don't try that handshake shit,
my dick is more legit
You get yours,
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cum smeared all in your face
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You puffin' some jive with budget,
tryna stay alive
Suckin' a dick twice,
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Savona Kid, Barry Weiss
You like red dirt,
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but your toothache's alcoholic
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You get yours,
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cum smeared all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
You get yours,
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cum smeared all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
You get yours,
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come smear it all in your face
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You get yours, tell me how it tastes
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D
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