See, See, See
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I'm from the murder capitol
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where we murder for capitol
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See, See, See
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Kanyeeze you did it again you
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a genius nigga
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So you niggas change your attitude
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'for they askin what happened to you
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[Verse One]
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Lord forgive him
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He got them dark forces in him
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But he also got a rightous cause
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for sinnin
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Them a murder me so I gotta murder
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them first
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Emergency doctors performin
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procedures
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Jesus
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I ain't tryin to be facetious
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But "Vengance is mine" said the Lord
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You said it better than all
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Leave niggas on deaths door
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Breathin off res-por-rators
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for killin my best boy, HATERS
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On perminate hiatus as I skate
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In the Mabach Benz
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Fly this as i'm late
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Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
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In Los Angeles
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Like an evangelist
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I can introduce you to your maker
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Bring you closer to nature
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Ashes after they cremate you bastards
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Hope you been readin your psalms
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and chapters
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Payin your ties being good Catholics
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I'm commin
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[Chorus]
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See, See, See
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I'm from the murder capitol where
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we murder for capitol
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See, See, See
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So you niggas change your attitude
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'for they askin what happened to you
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[Verse Two]
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Yes
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This is Holly war
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I wet cha all with the Holly water
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Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto
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Matic all the static shall cease to exist
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Like a sematical I throw a couple at you
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Take six
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Spread love to all of my dead thugs
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I'll pour out a little Louie til I head above
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Yes Sir
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And when I perish
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The meek shall inherit the earth
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Until that time it's on a poppin Church
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Like Don Bishop
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The fifth upon cock either
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Lift up your soul or give the Holly ghost
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please
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I leave ya in somebodys Catedrial
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And stuntin like Evil Kenevil
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I'll let you see where that bright light
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lead you
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The more you talk the more you irkin us
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The more you gonna need memorial
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services
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The Black Albums second verse is like
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Devil's Pie please save some dessert
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for us
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Man I gotta get my soul right
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I gotta get these Devils out my life
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These cowards gonna make a nigga ride
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They won't be happy til somebody dies
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Man I gotta get my soul right
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'For i'm locked up for my whole life
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Evertime it seems it's all right
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Somebody want they soul to rise
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(I'll chase you off of this Earth)
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[Verse Three]
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I got dreams of holdin a Nine milla
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To Bobs killa
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Askin him "why?" as my eyes fill up
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These days I can't wake up
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with a dry pillow
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Gone but not forgotten holmes I still
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feel ya
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SO...Curse the day that birthed
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the bastard
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Who caused your Church mass
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Reverse the crash
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Reverse the blast
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And reverse the car
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Reverse the day, and there you are
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Bob Allah
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Lord forgive him we all have sined
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But Bobs a good dude please
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let him in
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And if you feel in my heart that I long
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for revenge
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Please blame it on the sun of the mournin
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Thanks Again
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Lucifer
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Jon Doe |