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Footsteps in the night. Footsteps in the night, yeah. Echoes through my life. Echoes through my life, yeah. I can't fall far behind. I can't fall far behind, no. Truth is hard to find. Peace
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the ball wit no cut y'all catch me in the cut. This is strictly for the thugs. Dade County dub ride Don't be scared to represent it. Yo county, yo city. Dade County, Dade County. Don't be scared to
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. WC. Testin testin, broadcastin live. All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine. No garbage no cut, just the bomb pow-wow. Gots to get my hands on that new body style. Floss all you nigga, toss liquor
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F/ Priest "Supafly" Brooks. . Chorus x2. . Tripp Locc. Just came up and now it's back to the homefront. The niggaz that I'm with decide to take a short cut. But that ain't me, bombed in and
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You know, you know,. You know, you know. You know, you know,. You know, you know. . I gotta erase this part, I'm not afraid to say. I walked a thousand miles to so far away. Amongst the open
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against the law, arrest me. If you can handle it, undress me. Don't stop me now, don't need to catch my breath. I can go on and on and on. When the lights go down and there's no one left. I can go on
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Splendour. Fight for your Life!. Ready to start the duel begins. the best man wins in the end. A lunge and a feint, a parry too late. A cut to the chest and you're down. Seeing the stain then feeling the pain
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Pull up to your spot on low. Shine brighter than all of they cats that got on glow. Lay in the cut like they not gon' know. Cause if I gotta make a move dog they not gon' know. This door marked
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. I heard they wanna do a background check. I got a mil in the cut, that's a background check. (Damn) and watch how they count my pockets. And get mad when I hit them with the "I ain't got It". Gave you
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. In the driveway from Monday to Friday. I be the richest, shitting on these bitches. While chickens cluck giving up the butt. I blaze the cut with the daddy raw buff. You can call me a slut. Who gives a
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more for the people who wanted it. an' didn't know what's in store,. I've got another big hit. Of course a Vanilla rides the groove like a Gemballa. Porsche. I got Zero on the cut like a lumberjack
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to stone. Cause now the only thing I fear. Is seeing you better off alone. . Cut out my eyes. And leave me blind. Cut out my eyes. And leave me blind. . With the weight of the world upon me
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Uh, two figures up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup. Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup. I'm all iced up, yup, pocket k***** up, yup. I knock your wife up, yup, man, I don't give a f***, nah
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. Lethal injections is my profession loading up my neddles. My iron maiden the caucasian the asian. The information received by the ancient art of persuasion. I’m ’bout to drop like a guillotine. The cut
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that, I want it all back. I sat back, let niggas get they dough. I played the cut and let niggas rip they show Sip they mo', watch niggas pop they Cris'. Cop they whip, brag about they watch and *
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in the pump. Uh, ooh, shells in the pump. Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump. Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk. Open it up, open it, open it. Double cup feelin' the opium. It's AK in the cut, my niggas totin
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. Rap star, trap star ball player, pro stars. Reach for the stars that's the way to go ma. . I'm in the cut the one that leave no scars. Dark shades by D I O are. They watchin' me they know a fella
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. Creeping in the cut, with a Tommy gun. I'ma stomp on your fondue. Face looking like Scooby Doo, the groovy one. Cannibus, anthrax, paid fast, get stacks. Count racks, cash checks, and all that. Bad breath
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the zone. One of a kind when it's time to do mine. Camcorder and the whole *. Leshaun. Press rewind. Let it flow on the screen while we puffs the L. Layin back in the cut while we're under the
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the zone. One of a kind when it's time to do mine. Camcorder and the whole *. Leshaun. Press rewind. Let it flow on the screen while we puffs the L. Layin back in the cut while we're under the
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a cracker in a blue uniform. Stick a nigga like a unicorn. Vaugn, wicked, Lawrence Powell, foul. Cut his fuckin throat and I smile. Go to Simi Valley and surely. somebody knows the address of the
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thrown in the towel. We used to believe we were stars aligned. You made wish and I fell out of time. Curfew, cut through. All over town. You make me bleed when I look up. And you're not around. But I'm in
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too hot in the kitchen, I'm dipping, I ain't gonna stand there dripping, I'm missing Chorus International, flex and go. When I'm at home, I stay low. Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro. And
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show me love. When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes, they wanna ***. But homie ain't nuttin' changed hoes down, G's up. I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga roll that weed up. If you watch how I move
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. Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro. And I'm living it up, they can't be me though. Get on the mic, I get easy dough. When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C. E. O. Keep on fronting, like
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. Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro. And I'm living it up, they can't be me though. Get on the mic, I get easy dough. When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C. E. O. Keep on fronting, like
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in touch. Give it up, everybody, you about to get a rush. You can find Kweli in the cut, wth a Cohiba lit up bout to split a Dutch. Get it up, everybody, you about to get in touch. Give it up
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from me. They don't understand that I love it, and I like the beef. The raw, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me. I be laying in the cut where the sniper be. Righteously, waiting for you
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. It's a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed. Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut. Fist the cup. The lady gave her eighty some paper cut. Now picture us. it's ridiculous you curse
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I spend with you, we drink each other dry Incomprehensible. Well, now, speak my language It was only yesterday. My eyes touched yours across the street. Cut the words and waved goodbye. And
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. No one ever handed a ***. We took what we had and made it this ***. That’s just from the dust to the luxury. Being off in the cut, the cutlery. That’s the gist, that’s the summary. So if you feel how
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In the cut of the night. Driving heavy on River Road. Looking to find I just want to move things along. I don't want anyone's life. Just getting to know my own drive, drive, drive Whoa, whoa