Some of you niggaz owe me an apology
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Talking extra large shit
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Still knowing that your skills is smaller than Nanotechnology
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Don't you know your camp be smaller than ant colony
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When I say don't challenge me
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That's reverse psychology
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Ever since 8 Mile battles fascinate America
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Free a pay style
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Crooked'll assassinate your character
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This man will straight embarrass ya
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Then when I'm sick of your aryan ass
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Pull out the mac and evacuate the area
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You ain't got skills
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I'm surprised you got deals
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I been in princess cuts, sluts and hot wheels
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Your wack ass is not real
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Don't make me act a "Jackass" like Johnny Knoxville
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When I cock steel
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I waste rap has-beens
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Leave you in a trash bin
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Asshole naked with your face mask bashed in
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Your hoe wants me
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I takes that ass then
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She gave me face and said it tastes like lamb skin
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Labels tell me "Come blow us up"
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Since I left from Death Row they wanna know whats up
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Some of 'em got they own agenda, wanna slow us up
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This one's for all of my niggaz, they wanna know whats what
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Got my own organization, we 20 men deep
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Dynasty slappin your face, nigga
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My city been sleep, my semi sent heat
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If niggaz don't act like they 5 pairs of legs and give me ten feet
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Welcome To Lbc
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Crooked I |