[Intro:]
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All I wanted to do was rhyme nigga
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You know say mic check 1-2-1-2-1-2
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Turn my mic up, check one two
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And the rest of that old punk shit
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Motherfuckers just ain't care
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Like I ain't, like I ain't really 'bout this shit
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C'mon... I'm a start off crime for these motherfuckers
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[Chorus x2: Lil' Fame]
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Yo I'm a Brownsvillain, chillin and I don't give a fuck
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About a killin cause I'm still in effect when you're illin
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(C'MON! HO, HO, HO)
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[over Chorus: Lil' Fame]
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Check check, yo yo...
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Uhh, uhh, get it...
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[Lil' Fame:]
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It's some big boy game bitch and I'm diesel, 8 years lethal
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It's Lil' Fame a/k/a Clarence the 5th Beatle
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I'm kosher, my paradigm is Hebrew
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It's +Common Sense+ dawg, I do it for +The People+
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They don't wanna rap in the session, with slap in the session
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That's like standin by Yasser Arafat in the session
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And the outcome is critical, no jokin
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Smoked with 4-5's but the sign said no smokin
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[Billy Danze:]
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Okay I see 'em (line it up, line it up) assemble your crew
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If he sharp (sign him up, sign him up) back to do what we do
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So for you (time is up, time is up) we, the legendary M.O.P.
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(The powers that, BE) keep it crunk (and WE)
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Could give a fuck (I SEE) your mouth bigger than your gun
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And your heart (it ain't your role) you ain't playin your part
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Lil' nigga be smart, or get a hole pushed through
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The back of your tatters for thinkin that I'm average or soft
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[Chorus: + ad libs]
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[Lil' Fame:]
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Aiyyo your time is up (cause this Mo' Peez) wisen up
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(M.O.P.!) We size 'em up, my niggaz is live as fuck
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We give 'em the whole thing, do you rotten [? ]
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Bitch, we don't wanna party with'chall
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Pardon me pah, sometimes I act retardedly pah
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Pop one in your wig, two more in your body and heart
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On GP (nigga) cause we don't walk it out and talk it out
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We stalk 'em out and chalk 'em out (Billy Danze, whattup?)
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[Billy Danze:]
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That's my nigga he understands real, that's Fizzy wo'
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Homey nigga that understand Bill, I keep it low
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So you never know how the man feel (the GANGSTA)
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Got a different kind of appeal, you niggaz ain't really real
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I don't cruise past you dudes, I hover over you fools
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Makin you nauseous, I'm big with it bitch I'm flawless
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The 'Ville shit is cordless, when out of town I'm down with it
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You clown niggaz need to be cautious
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[Chorus: + ad libs]
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I'm A Brownsvillian
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M.O.P. |