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Why can't we be friends (4x)
I've seen you 'round for a long long time
I remembered you when you drank my wine
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I've seen you walking down in Chinatown
I called you but you could not look around
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I paid my money to the welfare line
I see you standing in it every time
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The color of your skin don't matter to me
As long as we can live in harmony
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I'd kind of like to be the President
So I can show you how your money's spent
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Sometimes I don't speak right
But yet I know what I'm talking about
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I know you're working for the CIA
They wouldn't have you in the Mafi-A.
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fadeout(Redman)
Ayo, this is PPP right here
and we don't give a fuck what y'all doin' in this rap game,
Matter of fact, (sniff) I smell... PUSSY!!!
Yo Sauk, let it bang...
(Saukrates)
As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting amphetamine
To all those congested, my job raw never clean
A toast to the uncontested, murderer
I mark your mistake as soon as you're rested, I heard of ya
Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid
Time is money well invested, burning your press kit
Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards
Never protested, the living proof manifested
Winkled your face, you better press it, menage-a-trois
Put fist in thought, care to test it? If you dare I swear
Motionless, I throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier
Rise like Nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow boulder
Show you love nigga, I'm iceberg with cold shoulder
No time for your manic, hazy rap attack partner
Future darker than black permanent black... marker
I part you from existence on solid ground
Only twelve inch but long distance, that's all I frown
Is we hell or is we heaven bound?
I bomb the target without a sound
Ain't nobody left around to hear it
Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days
By the South Pacific, cheddar sound better when specific
Cheddar look better when explicit
Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits
All 'n all, I'm having fun with gun
'Cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue
I'm young plus I'm well hung
Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession sprung
I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the design
Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime
Peep my shines coming from behind
I'm high beaming in your rear view
Get out the left lane before I steer through
Ain't even trying to hear you
It was important 'til you thought I feared you
Naw, loosen