[Dr.Trevis]
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Hah
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(huh, hah, hah, hah, HAHHAH, hah)
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Nineteen ninety-six
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(hah, come on!) Coming with the sickedest motherfuckers
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In the perimeter
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(huh, whooo! nineteen) You hit em with a newwwww
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(ninety-six, nine six) tree, dick be fly, in your ass
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(Dick! Di-dick, check)
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[Verse 1: Redman]
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Amazing grace how sweet the sound is of the fo pound
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To blast all these sound men that got the po sound
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Yippee-ki-yay, motherfuckers heres the show down
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But since were broke now with dope sounds now here we go now
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Check the motion while I be puffin the potent
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Blow spots and urban networks with other experts
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Plus this thing between my ear thinks clear
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And the only thing it fears is the man upstairs
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So fuck your bulletproof gear
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If I decide to get your ass you better believe its more than a blast
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(boo-ya) More like rough paragraphs out Alcatraz
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And ash, your staff, let the grime our your ass
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Everybodys hustling with sons toting guns
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Where Reggie Nobles from we stick nuns that got funds
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Bomb niggas like they did in Oklahoma
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Freez, youre froze, Def Squad UHH, case closed
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[Verse 2: Rockwilder]
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I be the, sneaky, second dimension, seeping through your sector
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Have nectar, leaking out you wack rhyme stressers
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Extra deez disease leave rashes on rappers
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Makin MCs so feel the breeze of the Grandmaster
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Packed with swift solid style structure
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Simonizing MCs with the degree of street ruckus
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Aiyyo who got guns? I split precise, spleen splitter
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Return my physical presence to the borough of the hard hitters
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I devour, night sun shower, minutes last hour, weak mans last power
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Body, the six four mind shotty
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The one you handle, second dimension mind vandal
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Lacerating your retina for tryin to see this
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As Im flowin through the prism of the X-3-D
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See at forty belows I freak flows that burn your nose
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When you inhale the verbal blows, case closed
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[Hook: Redman & (Crossbreed)]
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Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?
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(Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?)
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Yo, dont you know, who I am motherfucker?
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Redmans the name fool
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(Thats my nigga!)
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Why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?
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(Aiyyo, why the fuck you tryin to get funky on me nigga?)
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Yo, dont you know, who they are motherfucker?
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(Crossbreeds the crew fool)
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Them my niggas!
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[Verse 3: Napalm]
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Things aint easy, cuz we be, strugglin day to day
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A bunch of stressed black men with not really much to say
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Twistin up some brown paper that we struggle just to get
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All the deaf dumb and blind become mentally equipped
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As I extend my pen to wreak havoc on paper
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I execute and burn MCs like Absolut with no chaser
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Strong as chemical the general with props
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Past wreckin mics, I make the Earth shatter like the 7th sign
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My drama bring about a new aura
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Im sending a plague through your town like God did Sodom and Gomorrah
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The deepest, my vocals actions got you speechless
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Make gangsta niggas wanna go home and talk to Jesus
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No man alive could figure we, beating rappers literally
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X-3-D get up on this three dimensional trilogy
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Got no love for foes, no respect for grimy hoes
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Nuff said, X-3-D blowing up, case closed
