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featuring Supreme
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[Rock]
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Yo word up man
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Word up man it's a lot of niggaz out there
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Niggaz pullin gats and all that shit
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I know we Magnum Force and all of that
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We run with O.G.C.'s n shit
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We'll FUCK your ass up too word up
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Bummy Jab Mr. Perfect equals Perfect Jab
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Word is bond
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This whole shit's played like Jordache and Sassoon
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Sue me it's time that y'all ass out like baboons
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or me with no drawers on, the way my pants droop, BANG
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to your equilibrium, you're physically dismantled
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[Supreme]
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Batten down the hatches, I mastered this flow I crafted
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Beyond sight, comin out fights with no scratches
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to let tactics, knock the world off it's axis
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Supreme mean the lastest level, you can't pass this
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[Rock]
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We'll tell them hold this, heat-seekin fist'll never miss
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on impact, set to knock SHIT out the devilish
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punk who step to this, my ring got ice you can have some
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for your glass jaw, bloody mary's ain't that bad son
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Jab's a one man riot starter, tell your dad to come
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When I get to snuffin BWOY you'll wish you had a gun
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Havin fun yet? Mr. Perfect's the one who says who
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get hurt next, suplexin all of you ?
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[Supreme]
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You got nowhere to run ta, I'ma hunter like a Fonzo
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Smoke you like fonta, leave you in Mourning like Alonzo
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Comin for your head honcho, he in my range, ain't nuttin changed Duke
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If you can't stand the rain you better wear a poncho
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Run through your crew pronto, crush you like nachoes
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Yeah you act macho but you still run from the cops Duke
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Supreme is not your, ordinary type of guy
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When I get hyper, I burn that ass like all types of lye
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[Rock]
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Alright alright alright, maybe I'm not the best, but I'm one of em
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See these wack cats, think they nice, we make fun of em
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[Supreme]
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Cause we runnin em, back to they blocks for reinforcement
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I stay flossin, you bring your crew I bring the four-fifths
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[Rock]
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Known to Jab, cause I move like a rook straight at cha
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and drop mad niggaz with one punch, usually that one
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Left to right my shit is marvelous like Marvin Hagler
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Stagger a devil sayin, "Go the FUCK back to Africa"
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[Supreme]
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It's the Per-fect Jab (Jab) at last (last)
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I break dudes in half (half)
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Get splashed on your staff, if you don't know the math
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(Call em Perfect)
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I bring shit they can't fathom, sent to hurt shit
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it ain't worth it, Bummy Jab sent to dab em
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Since the days of Adam, befo' Eve flipped the script
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It was predicted, for me to bring some shit like this
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(That boy bad, that boy bad!)
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But now we out to bring em back terror, I'm bout cheddar
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(Hah!) They call me Mr. Perfect
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cause I'm, simply without error (Per-fect-o)
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You couldn't weather my endeavor, I'm too clever
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Don't ever bring it to my square queer you know better
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And if you creep up (what?) prepare to meet the grim reaper
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Appearin in your nightmares, fuckin your sleep up
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[Rock]
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Oh, oh, oh, B.T.J.'s call me Balboa, swan call me Rock-ola
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Hold the fort down, reach out and punch somethin like a Motorola
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Own a pager, bonus how I call the paper, you make all the dough
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but anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know what?
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I may just take you over, my wager's
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to get your face or your nose bloodied, what?
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The R-O-to, C-K ya show ya greater, don't fuck around
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burn caps like my name like was Coca-Cola
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Wait up hold up! Don't make a, nigga roll up
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take your shines, leave ya swoll up or with a taste of
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somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, slow up I hate ya
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Do your dirty M.P. now stands for Make'em Pay brah
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[Supreme]
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I'm rude, abuse dudes that come late on they dues
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Bring bad news like a baby in they terrible two's
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You did what to who? Youse Estoria like the Waldorf
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Niggaz get hauled off, suplexin magnums like I'm goin off
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[Rock]
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You fuckin cornballs, we comin from another angle completely
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My theory is, can't none of y'all faggot niggaz beat me
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Get snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad, it's his fault
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He shoulda warned you bout the Perfect Jab
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Motherfuckers!
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Word up nigga, we'll knock you straight the fuck out
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All y'all niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like y'all want it
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