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I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep |
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Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see |
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And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt |
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Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work |
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For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough |
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Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies |
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As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us |
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Coming to terms, where we can agree |
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There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me |
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You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais |
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So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless |
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You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh |
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And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see |
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A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen |
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And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself |
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I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help |
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Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies |
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When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only |
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We never met, but best believe you gon' know me |
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When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony |
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Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me |
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Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me |
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You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful |
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I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too! |
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Now go to sleep bitch! |
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Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes |
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Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? |
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Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! |
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Go to sleep bitch! (what?) |
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Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah... |
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...Go to sleep bitch! |
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We got you niggaz, nervous |
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On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not emcees, you'se worthless |
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You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please |
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You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third |
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You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin? |
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We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when |
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You fuck with a label overseein the Earth |
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Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth |
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And as I mold, I become a curse |
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So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf |
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Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who |
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Depicts fiction in his verse |
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And as I breathe, and you be deceased |
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The world beieve， you deceived just to speak |
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You'se not the streets, you'se the desk |
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Use not your chest nigga, use a vest |
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Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death |
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Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth |
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Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets |
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I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat |
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Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet |
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Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet |
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Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going |
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Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin |
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But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life |
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Easy-going with the same one that started the fight |
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He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite |
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Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life |
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Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight DMX |
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Cuz it's all good, it's all right |
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Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back |
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Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sack |
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Blood Line, and, we can go track for track |
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Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? |
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All you motherfuckers! take that! |
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Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo |
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We're killin all you motherfuckers dead, all you! |
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Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press! |
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Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt! |
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Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame! |
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