Tom: A minor
Verse 1
Juan...damn
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I Been knowin you a long time nigga,
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heh
We did a lot of shit together man
Beautiful shit we did dog
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Remember when we went out to L.A. man,
wit Quincy man
Made all that shit pop
Yukmouth and everybody
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Had a lot of good times dog
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Know what I'm sizzlin
But that shits about to come to an end dog
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Ya know
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Never have I ever crossed anybody,
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y'all niggas know me
The sands of time have already
started to pour against you dog
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So listen hard
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Cuzz I'm speak real softly
[Tech N9ne]
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What if I could just, just blink ya shit away
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Niggas think
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Because a nigga bust,
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I grips and grips to pay
The pain grows in fame and
kangos we're changin strange hoes
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Who bang in Range Roves for thangs same shows,
wit lames
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The rains goes will stain
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and insane foes who drain
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And hang rows wit brains
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If you brought it, that means you got it
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And if you brought,
that means you should have shot it
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Cuzz I'm about to drop
the ray and Nina
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Locked to kill a liter
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Proped to meaner nigga
I pop the millameter
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Demarco I'm bout to spark flow
ya bark so hearts wit parts
Gonna make ya heart blow (heart blow),
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And don't be was- in,
cuzz- in me buggin me
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Bout dubbs I be musclin these clubs
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It hurts my nigga the hurt my nigga
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But hurt my nigga is what's
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inspiring these spurts my nigga
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Used to be my homie,
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Yellin you gonna slap the
taste out my mouth
Nigga I never scare
Savoir faires everywhere
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If you need me believe me its easy
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To put hoes in shock to tizzie
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These glock s'll talk fa
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shizzie
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[Hook: repeat 2X]
Some say I should worry and
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watch where I walk
Yada yada yada nigga,
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I'm a friend, if I was a foe, I would be
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Kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- knockin
at yo front door
[Tech N9ne]
Industry's faulty, idustry's salty (man)
The industry cost me,
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industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me,
industry caught me (strain)
And you niggas know that the
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industry's awfully (vain)
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I ain't a snake nigga all I did is
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Wit sonny now its funny,
you playa hate niggas
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Over some cake the fake
of a show me state nigga
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In my face will be Don Juan
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The Great to late nigga
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I don't speak a lot I peep
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a lot I creep a lot
And people who speakin usually weak and
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out for peace and no beef a lot
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Remember we used to kick it like bros
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Now you niggas act like bitches and hoes
Wit ya licorice souls
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Tecca N9ne I got the wickedest flows
no mysery will ever get wit this Rouge
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I'm pissed in this hole
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Little for side a crypt in his soul
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Instead of a rap I should have
Who kept Short Nitty from
killin you (Me)
Who kept Diamond from
drillin you (Me)
Whp kept villain niggas from
bill dealin you (Me)
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So now you can take away me
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and keep on talkin crazy
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And where you stay D
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[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
You can't turn enough
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muthfackas against me
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You can't find a harder
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rapper that'll convince me
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I'm wit the Canties,
the Ashbees, the White Bears
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and the muthafuckin Timleys
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The theories, the buyers,
You know the families that are
known to be bad for humanity
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Can he be bad, can he be tough,
can he be rough
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No cream puff are considered
Nobody likes you not even ya
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bitches I'm a witness
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They sick of yo disrespectful
way of speakin explicit
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big yo dick is
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Betta hope Anghellic go mutli- plat
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inum to get yo riches, blood
This is the end of men who
were once friends and then
One asshole thought he was somethin
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When punks bend over they get
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FUCKED (get fucked)
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So hand over them Tech tapes or get
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STUCK (get stucked)
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You must think I'm soft for talkin to
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Icey Rock bout the Nina out
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I'm trippin without a doubt
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I'm a tell you really is yo friend
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Mail Bakari and maybe you and
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him can get together
And tell like it is again
It's over man,
I hope you brought your novacain
I know the pain, is slowly takin over brain
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So calm that mufuckin wombat
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I don't need no Don Juan tracks
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To come bomb on rap
[Hook]
[Tech talkin]
That's what I'm speakin on
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dog that's real shit
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Nigga once said to me
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Nigga walk around like his
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Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass
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so you can smell that shit man
Ya know what I'm sizzlin
Dog...you drew first blood man
That was dog shit
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You know what I'm sizzlin
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Talkin bout knockin me out nigga
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Ya know what are we
Yo
[Tech N9ne]
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Dr. Dre here I come
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Timbaland here I come
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Neptunes here I come
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Rik Rok here I come
Alchemist here I come
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Sick Jack here I come
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Bos coe here I come
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Swizz Beats here I come
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Track masters here I come
Don Juan be done
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