Tonalità: G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Uh,it's hard catchin' these old rhymes
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I can't' remember these old rhymes
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It's hard catchin' these old rhymes
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Verse 2
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[Kalage]
Shit we comin' after the
whack rappers
Studio gat- clappers slash
jackers
Them braggin' back- stabbin' non-
rappin' autographers
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And I'm backed up like brake
lights don't beep me
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That's some shit you ain't gon'
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see like a punch in a snake fight
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Or a preacher that play dice
It's another level bitch
And I'm sick of rappers braggin'
bout they diamond bezelled wrists
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My ice this, my ice that
I bet I'll melt yo shit
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Cause Shawn J come hotter
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than the Devil's dick
Couldn't beat me if I was yo dick
We were in the movies
Watchin' porn flicks in 3D
And you were PeeWee
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I don't blow shit out of proportion
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I'll stuff you in yo mama's stomach
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Rap her then make her have an abortion
The Vince Carter of rap,
Shawn tall and brown skinned
Dunkin' dick in yo bitch
with my arm in the rim
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Keep yo hoe I chase dough
Burnin' rappers till sun- up
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And jackin' off layin' on my
back tryin' to come up
To get grip
Shawn slick with bricks for chips
I flip one- fifth of a brick
Nicks go for 6
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Tug a four- fifth with more glits than 6 twists
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I don't sniff but I spit
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Catch a whiff nit- wit
Slick 6 style switch
Like a whip stick shift
I stole rap like the grinch stole Christmas
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My clique pissed tryin' to
hit licks to get grip
Tryin' to make more bread
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than Bisquick Biscuits
This misfit pissed cause I hit his chick
He mad cause I'm Indiana like Rik Smits
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But he don't know I'm
underground like the Ninja Turtle
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He want to fight but he type
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that couldn't injure Urkel
I play the cut though
Mr. Nice guy slash cut throat
Spit doo- doo like you butt
blow
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UH- OHHHH y'all best to get runnnin'
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Why? Shhh! I hear Field Mob comin'
Verse 3
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[Hook] Can't
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Can't stop the Mob
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Can't stop
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Boondox
Can't stop Kalage
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Repeat
11x's
Verse 4
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[Boondox Blax]
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Uh, it's you boy Boondox aka
Smoke from the Mob
That charcoal color lyrical
criminal spittin' flows from yo ?
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I break bricks down in yo hood
and take over yo block
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Whatever you want I got it from the
South Coast to the Rocks
Open up shop totin' a glock with
a scope on the top
Two clips in each ankle tucked
low in my sock
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Like lil' whodi Wayne ? I'll have
yo block scorchin' hot
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You need oven gloves to get
yo mail out of yo box
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To you rappers thinkin' you
gonna come control my block
Check yo face you see a infrared
now way it's not
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Close to yo eye and in yo ears and
all up in yo teeth too
So many red dots look like
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you sick with the measles
My clique hold heat too
But I roll with more people
Macks like Rudy Ray Moore,
Goldie and Seigel
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Like Bebe we don't die we multiply
like wet gremlins
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Jack Martin girl
It's best you hide the baguettes listen
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We the best spittin' gold rhymes
Lyrics stickin' to yo brain as if
yo pillow was porcupine
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Not only yo mind
I poke yo tummy like Doughboy
Makin' ya bummy
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Droppin' lyrical bows
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to yo stomach
Smokey done it in two years and 4 weeks
I ain't lying
If Jigga Jordan
You can call me the Kobe
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Bryant of this rap shit
So go get more practice
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I skipped college and high school
? I ain't even pass it
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Barely made it past the 10th grade
You been writin' for 20 years
And still writin' and I been in
this shit getting' paid
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Spittin' raid at you cockroaches
It makes you move out the way
if you did not notice
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Here come the
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Mob
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Hook
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