GO!
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[Evidence:]
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Step it up...
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Hear me, feel the funk, yeah
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I can smoke a whole eighth in a spliff
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Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
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Hit the clutch then I start to shift
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Turn it up - light my dutch then start to drift
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Lost Angel, Westside rider
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The official, four-oh-five Friday, sound provider
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Underground hitman, hard to hire
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Unsigned death threats written in typewriters
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Poetic, I'm that type of writer
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Got that "Don't call me, I'll call you" type of fire
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Fake it 'til you make it, you're such a good liar
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Headliners used to not make the flyer
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Four-oh-one K, and I don't mean retire
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Chase loops, still war all day, I'm in denial
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Peace ain't the word to play - it's violence
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I ain't have shit good to say, so here's silence...
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[Chorus: cuts by DJ Revolution]
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[Jay-Z:] "I slow flows y'all to death"
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[Evidence:]
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Yeah, don't stress, emotions rest
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'Til they wanna see my best, as good as it gets
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Don't hold weak cards, don't hold regrets
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Players, don't change past the seventh inning stretch
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Learned from vets and they ain't pet doctors
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They the type they arrest in "Clockers"
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We sellin out these operas, and don't mean sing
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I mean opera house stage we rockin
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C-A, all day
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Reppin it, party time, excellent
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It's perfection kid, I'm not affectionate
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That's what my last girl said, too much estrogen
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(I'm in trouble) Yeah, that ain't PC
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But sometimes that ain't E-V (what can I do) I just feel that way
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Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll
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Speak in codes, 'til we reach another day
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[Chorus]
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[Evidence:]
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{Ay light another one man!}
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I used to be Ice-T "Reckless" (RECKLESS)
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Wild out like I'd never see braekfast
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Nightmares, tiein dreamcatchers
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Tryin to run breathless, outta control
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I don't give orders, I make suggestions
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Then walk away! I've learned my lessons (Ev have patience)
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It's simple, they neglect it
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Win at chess, still lose at checkers
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That ain't weakness, it's a death wish
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Choke 'em out; another off the checklist
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I came too far not to be respected
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And drove too far to hear they closed the guestlist
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(You gotta be kiddin me) A new rain out the smokin bar
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Umbrellas up, these cats are dogs
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And just because it barely ever hails in L.A.
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They say I can't reign the game and hail from H.A.?
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They crazy!
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[Chorus]
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[PMD:]
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When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O.
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Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow
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"By Mr. Slow Flow" [scratched]
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[Ev:] That's what they call me this year
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Mr Slow Flow
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Evidence |