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featuring 20 Grand DMX
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.....(Forte & DMX Growling)....
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[Chorus Forte' & DMX]
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{Forte'}
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You wanna bust guns? (You wanna lock fists?) DMX in parentheses
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{Forte}
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Forte' ! (DMX!)
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{Forte'}
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Be the hottest!
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{Forte' & DMX}
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We Got This!!! (You ain't hear?!!!!)
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{Forte'}
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We Got This! ( Nigga! You ain't hear?!!!)
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{Forte'}
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We Got This!
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{Forte' & DMX}
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Straight up! We locked it!!!
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[Forte' - Verse One]
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Associated with the razor blade spinners like gym stars
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and heavy hitters,
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Them younger gods love banana clips, broads that strip
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candle wax, brown Beamers to whip
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And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for taking pictures!
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Thirty two shots to split ya!
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It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
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John could make ya richer!
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Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air!
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I'm known to sell heir, got game like a politician
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whose trying to add on, when it's not addition
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You need to revamp! The hottest nigga out the Refugee Camp!
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Run up on you B, and leave your seat damp!
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And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
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From Madina up to Y.O.
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El Capitan John, micapo
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Get tore down, and that's the way it go down!
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The east is like the wild west without the showdown!
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Them niggas be like, "what now?!"
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Get cut down! From the gut down!
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Intense heh? And leave you shut down!
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You knocked out! Regardless, what round! WHAT NOW?!!
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[Dmx]
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Unghh!!! My nigga said it!!
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Niggas'll get it! That's the rule!
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I'm 'bout to break money off - a - li'l somethin', pass the food!
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Cuz when I'm drunk! I'm a different nigga!
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And all you gonna see is a spark, ain't no whiffin' nigga!
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I figure like this...It's just me against the world!
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Cuz all my fuckin' life, it's been the world against Earl!
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What you think I'm-a do...when my back's against the wall!!?
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Fuck it! get ROLLED! Roll 'til I fall!
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X'll Kill 'em all!!! That's what they say to me now!
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You vermon nigga! In a time where it's okay to be foul!!
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And you lovin' it!
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It's got John Blaze! Just duckin' it!
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And this track won't rest, unless X'll put the slug in it!
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But, would it fit?! Nah, don't even think like that!
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This is some shit that I could let go, and bring right back!
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It's like crack, if you cook it, overlook it, so I shook it!!!
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Like a pit, what you get, is what you wit' me so I took it!
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[Chorus 2x]
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[20 Grand Pikasoe - Verse Two]
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This track'll make me zone out!
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Run up in the party with the chrome out!
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Clear Jerome out, no doubt!
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Ice jingling, sons mingling, drugs we bring it in!
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Pikasoe baby!
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Gotta get this money baby!
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50's and 100's baby!
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My whole crew be sonnin' you
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What you gonna talk about wit' a gun in front of you?!
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Niggas grimy wit' it, slimy wit' it!
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[Forte']
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Put in the card baby, you gone
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Too many hard rappers live for cunan
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You knew John was too on
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Me and DMX, whether change your suit on
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Walk dogs, word to god bound to live large and get charged, WHAT!?
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[DMX]
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Unghh! Unghh!
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If you my dog, YOU CREEP WHEN I CREEP!
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EAT WHEN I EAT!
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SLEEP WHEN I SLEEP!
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For real, SHIT IS DEEP!
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And what you don't know, will kill you!
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From X, to Forte' niggas will feel you!!
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[Forte']
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I'm roundin' mine more
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And very few can nine hold
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The kick's too strong, y'all niggas do songs, we live on!
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Dough to sit on!
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I'm down to shit on!
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Watch y'all talkin' mothafuckas keep walkin' watch the dogs barkin'!
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[DMX]
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Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!
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I set the clock!
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Clip the glock!
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Hit the block!
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Rip the rock!
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In the sock!
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Get the knot!
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This shit is hot!
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Can't deny it, you mothafuckas since you know how it go, don't try it!
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[Chorus - 3x]
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We Got This
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John Forte |