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Got My Mind Made Up
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[Dat Nigga Daz]
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You find an MC like me who's strong
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we leavin' muthafucka's aborted
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with no verbal support
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when I command the microphone
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I gets deadly as Congo
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with a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on thou
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who can we stand, the more power of game
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and make it possible for me to drop
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a few to wrecks ya brain
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imagine to keep on wishin' upon a star
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finally realizing who the fuck you are
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when I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded,
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would it be the greatest MC of all time
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when I created rhyme for the simple fact
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when I attack the [?clubs?] be tired
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my attempts to ride
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every time all night
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I faced with the scars beyond
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this beam or bar
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for me to put down my guard
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I'm faced with it, I'm a ride
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breakin' in gas with the six eight all day
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in an out, with my pay
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I'm soon to count the bodies...
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[Tupac]
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So mandatory my elevation
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my lyrics like orientation
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so you can be more familiar
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with tha nigga you facin'
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we must be based on nothin'
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better than communication
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known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
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sorry I left that ass waitin'
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no more procrastination
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give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
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I'm bustin' and makin muthafucka's panic
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don't take ya life for granted
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put that ass in the dirt
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you swear the bitch was planted
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my lyrics motivate the planet
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It's similar to Rhythm Nation
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but thugged out, forgive me Janet
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who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
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you know, the way the games get told
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yo two years ago, a friend of mine
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told me alazhay and Chrystal
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blows your mind
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bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote
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takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat
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[Method Man]
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I got my mind made up, come on... [come on]
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get in get in too [get on it]
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let it ride [get wit it]
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tonight's tha night
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I got my mind made up, come on...
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get in get in too
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let it ride
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tonight's tha night
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[Kurupt]
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Well I comes through with two packs
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of tha bomb pro-folax
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for protection
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so my fuckin sac won't collapse
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cause nowadays, shits evading the x-rays
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sending young muthafucka's to an early grave
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I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
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shows my hearts as cold as the tundra
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electryfing like thunder
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I'm just too much
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rough and raw with that mutha fuckin' poisonous touch
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I'm a
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MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin' Bomb Bay
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ya got dissed, that's before it's in cast like Bob May
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My rhymes
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I leave a mark on ya mind
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as the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pimes
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there's no escape
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na I ain't blastin' I use my mental
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to assassinate assassin's
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for those askin'
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opposed to laughin'
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raw maniacal villian
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laughter enhances the chances of tha killin'
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why is that ?
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cause smilin' faces decieve
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you best believe
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to MC's, I'm the deadliest disease
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my thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
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ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
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In the heat of the night
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is when I defeat and ignite Mic's
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my verbal snipe, your vocabal site
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I'm out tha cut, uncut
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and raw with no clause fall
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so all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
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ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
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the raider rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
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I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
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to LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
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as your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
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beware, second, prepare to enter verbal combat
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[Method Man]
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Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
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like Hitler
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stickin' up Jews wit German missles
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the mister Mef Tical from Staton Isle
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will be back after this message
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don't touch tha dial
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rarely do you see and MC out for justice
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got my gun powder and my musket
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Blauw!
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mellons get swellin', I paint mental pictures like Magellen
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half of my clan, repeat felons
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niggas best protect they joint tha nine nickel
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man I stay on point like icicles
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now who want to test Tical
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then test Tical
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all up in ya muthafuckin' mouth
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head banga boogie
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catch me on tour with Al Doogie
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Method Man roll too tight, you can't fool me
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better take one and pass o |