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You bout to witness hip hop in its Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known artist Chip off the old block, good but old doc is BACK! Looks like Batman, brought his own Robin Oh god, sadams got his own laden With his on private plane, his on pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes *VRRM VRRM* Yeah, here I come my inches away from you, dear fear none Hip hop is in a state of 911, so Chorus 2x Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around with this diss Must be a circus in town lets shut the shit down on these clowns Can I get a witness? (Hell Yeah) VERSE 2: Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform mirracles Gee willikers, Dre, holy bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham When Im gone. Time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it Flows too wet, nobody clost to wet Nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated it on in eighty songs and exaggerate it all So much they make it all up, There's no such thing Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much more People when you rapping and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome ya'll To Marshall and Andre's carnival C'mon, now! Chorus 2x VERSE 3: It's just like old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why panic? You allready know whos is fully capable the two capped heroes Dial straight down the center 8 0 0 You can even call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play career russian roulette And never even seen me blink or get to bustin a sweat People stepping over people just to rush to the set Just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely Ease over these beats, and be so breezy Jesus, how can shit be so easy How can one chandra be so levy Turn on these beats MC's dont see me Believe me, BET and MTV Are gonna grieve when we leave, do, 'fo sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me Till we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothing but clowns down here But we, ain't fucking around round here Yo Dre! (What up?) Can I get a hell yeah? (Hell Yeah)
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You bout to witness hip hop in its Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known artist Chip off the old block, good but old doc is BACK! Looks like Batman, brought his own Robin Oh god, sadams got his own laden With his on private plane, his on pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes *VRRM VRRM* Yeah, here I come my inches away from you, dear fear none Hip hop is in a state of 911, so Chorus 2x Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around with this diss Must be a circus in town lets shut the shit down on these clowns Can I get a witness? (Hell Yeah) VERSE 2: Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform mirracles Gee willikers, Dre, holy bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham When Im gone. Time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to your lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it Flows too wet, nobody clost to wet Nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated it on in eighty songs and exaggerate it all So much they make it all up, There's no such thing Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much more People when you rapping and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome ya'll To Marshall and Andre's carnival C'mon, now! Chorus 2x VERSE 3: It's just like old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why panic? You allready know whos is fully capable the two capped heroes Dial straight down the center 8 0 0 You can even call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play career russian roulette And never even seen me blink or get to bustin a sweat People stepping over people just to rush to the set Just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely Ease over these beats, and be so breezy Jesus, how can shit be so easy How can one chandra be so levy Turn on these beats MC's dont see me Believe me, BET and MTV Are gonna grieve when we leave, do, 'fo sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me Till we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothing but clowns down here But we, ain't fucking around round here Yo Dre! (What up?) Can I get a hell yeah? (Hell Yeah)
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