Hook 2x:
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C-H-I-C-A-G-O
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It's the final tic and here we go
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Forget about them other styles
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Conflict kicking rodeo
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Verse 1: Kilo
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Once upon a time
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In the land of gang bang mentality
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When we drop quick
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Final tic clik
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Fatality is reality
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When the sunset
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We blaze this hay
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In the midst of a Conflict that's Crucial
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Here we become bogus on the hunt
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Notice how we speak this bump
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If you wondering what is rodeo
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THEN SADDLE UP!
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For a different adventure
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A journey to Chicago
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Westside where the hood lie
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'95 bound, we talking bout shit
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Of a different plane
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Secret loan hear we bang
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The rooting tooting shooting maniac
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Banging gats blunted high
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The gat going up tonight giddy up
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We copping that game at the drop of a dime
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Cause really where I'm at
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Scandalous, peeping the foes
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You gotta know the signs
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Load 'em up fast time running out
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Turn 'em in turn 'em round
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For the Conflict
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If youz a snitch you betta get a grip
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And come equipped for the Final Tic
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Hook
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Verse 2: Cold Hard
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You know again it's on in the motherfucker
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Still riding, my style is based on rodeo
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Crucial Conflict what they hollering
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They spooky now nigga let's turn it on
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Fuck it burn shit
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Let's fight till we hear that final tic
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Kill till we kill each other clik
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Bitch, you was talking crazy
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But now we finish up your damn mouth
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Send your bitch ass back down south
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Let you know that your ass out
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Niggas playing these games like a lame
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Get they ass whipped
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Beat up and slapped around
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Broken legs twisted hips
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Two eyes shot two busted lips
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Teeth knocked out two busted whips
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Bloody body up for gives
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That's the life you chose to live
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Now what's up wid that tough shit
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I knew your ass was just a bitch
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Drop you down just like a bomb
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And you got the Final Tic
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Hook 2x
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Verse 3: Never
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Nigga this the final tic
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Calm bitches done made him mad
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Bust a cap and jump back and it's on
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And I'm gone and got a damn thing to say
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Push push and push one more motherfuckin' time
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Fuck a bitch fighting ain't the same no more
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So I got the stinking hoe
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Push that bitch 6 under zero
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Who to roll mile though for Chicago
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Kicking down the door wid the rodeo
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C-O-N-flict trigger happy got the bomb
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Up in the barnyard
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Smoking on hay everyday in the Chi-Town
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Had you throw down wid rodeo fever
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And we got our mind made up
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Give a fuck what the next man say gotta make it
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Let me get down and take it
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To that other level, petty ride
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Who doing the killing
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Presuming to killing the villain
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I'ma meet you on that other side
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Born to kill a man gotta kill a man
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Born to ride and ride and roll in thick
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I'ma come on up so you betta get ready
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For the last and Final Tic
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Hook
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Verse 4: WildStyle
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This is the final tic
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I didn't mean to show my ass hoe
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But I can't be soft coming off nasty
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Willing woulda killa nigga if you wanna
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Make it out alive kid you might die
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I could fuck up your homies
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Everylast one a y'all is a free fall ah no
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Dynamite all around me
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In ten more seconds we all might be gone
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Four tons a death
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You can't escape the Conflict
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Wid the rodeo when you explode
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It's overloading the flow
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If you know woulda known
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Betta pray cause it won't be no more
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Did you wanna be blindfolded
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Pressure, all around make you feel it
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I'ma villain I'ma kill it
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Final tic tock quick
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In the room and smoke it
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Close you eyes and hold on tight
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Don't try to fight it's on tonight
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Bet a motherfucker now won't touch that mic
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Cause he might get this dynamite
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Grabbed your face trying to get away
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Conflict done dropped the bomb bitch
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Straight from C-H-I, we never die
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You know I talk that final tic
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Hook 6x
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Final Tic
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Crucial Conflict |