| Yeah
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| We will never back down!
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| We will never back down!
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| Why you taking my life?
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| Bitch, give me the right
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| We can end it tonight
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| Never back down!
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| So go sharpen your knives
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| We’re coming tonight
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| Got you right in our sight
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| Right now!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor!
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| I ain’t never fell down, every move I make is critical
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| Label me a criminal, killing every syllable
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| An individual ripping every verse
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| Disperses from the heart, the darkness as it tears it apart
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| Razors sharpened scene, make you bleed from the inside
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| Time rewinds from the base shaking your spine
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| Spare stepping your mine in two pieces like a genius
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| I’m the beat transformed to make a portal in the voice of a monster
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| American harbor, vocabulary from Harvard, this verse is a slaughter
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| Grim reaper, mic gripper, goose sipper
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| None sicker, ask the listener, I’m a ripper
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| Oh, yeah
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| BC13 is back here with the raps attacking, the speakers collapsing
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| Hard rock is what you want from me?
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| Then here’s the verse of your dreams
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| Don’t fall for anything if you straight
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| We will never back down!
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| Why you taking my life?
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| Bitch, give me the right
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| We can end it tonight
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| Never back down!
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| So go sharpen your knives
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| We’re coming tonight
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| Got you right in our sight
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| Right now!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor!
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| Lights out, bitch, watch the cash flow
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| Money green, like the kush that my fans smoke
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| And I don’t give a shit, yeah, I’m an asshole
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| Money green, like the kush that my fans blow
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| Up, up and away we go, pass the buzz like do-si-do
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| Rip the bottle, let’s get some more, I only sip them if they go
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| Chilling with some hoes in case you wanna know
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| Through sleet and snow, homie, I’ma get some dough
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| Hopping out the Porsche, make your panties drop
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| Balling like a pro, are you ready?
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| Took the granny shots, what?
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| Record round representing
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| We can get it popping
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| Like some motherfucking candy rocks, what?
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| I’ma hit the candy shops, skip into the beat
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| Girl, you better check the end shock, what?
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| I got these haters trying tell the cops that we in the building
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| Yeah, we 'bout to make a killing
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| We will never back down!
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| Why you taking my life?
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| Bitch, give me the right
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| We can end it tonight
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| Never back down!
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| So go sharpen your knives
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| We’re coming tonight
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| Got you right in our sight
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| Right now!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor!
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| This is a war, this is a war!
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| I ain’t leaving this bitch without blood on the floor! |