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10 to Midnight

Kurupt
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That I exposed, four hundred and seventy-five flows In the inkling of a second, expect me to disassemble these In less than two verses, I'm able to disengage mics And show MCs look like Mike and Ikes when I recite They lights eclipse, I sink MCs like ships With my nocturnal vibes and editorial clips There's no comparison, I embarrass men And cause microphone harassment Here's where the fear and terror's been I'm hittin, written, decipher, these look-alike MCs Claimin they rock mics, I ignite the stage So I'm enabled to have more to perform I explode on the mic like C-4, I eliminates four microphoners Leaves a limited amount of opponents Step on the microphone, I shown it Over, and over, nowhere situations In the inner gladiation, now they facin Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize That folks don't give a damn about me (They don't care) So many haters on the scene, can't stand to see me on the rise But I'm gon' still remain the same, you best believe (You best believe) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Now you know that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Get yo' ass on the flo') Uh, yo, yo, if I wanna buck a warmie I will, you bet' believe that Wanna call me a rat, show your girl where the cheese at Niggas is wrong and shit, hatin on a young bitch 'Cause the dough I cop, or the spots I rock I'm still blazin, playa like me, I keeps it jazzy Still keep it gangsta, cross the line I'm gettin sassy Got people flattered and yellin, "Release my profound" With my clip off safety for all you bustas actin shady Fake ass ballers wanna be shot callers Think y'all hold the clout, niggas runnin they mouth But still Death Row mackin with the gangsta art crackin Askin all you cats in this game, "Yo, what's happenin?" Hoes talk about they cockin back, bustin guns Knowin damn well, heaters on deck, you cowards run Haters by many, yo, we loved by few You ain't gotta like us, homie, we respect what we do I'll fuck y'all niggas then buck y'all niggas Set you niggas up and then wet you niggas up Ever seen a jazzy ho steppin out with the gators? Hold up haters, I'm executin all the fakers Lettin all you cats know I just wanna fuck you Back to your wifey, it's her job to love you I'm lookin for my bandana-dad, boy, to speak of He old enough to come, he old enough to get fucked Yeah, S-K-G, Death Row mackin A new bitch in town, that's how I get down Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize That folks don't give a damn about me (They don't care) So many haters on the scene, can't stand to see me on the rise But I'm gon' still remain the same, you best believe (You best believe) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Now you know that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Get yo' ass on the flo') If I had a million dollars then I'd be rich But if your ho was on deck then I'd fuck your bitch It's Gotti in the cut with the Don, Corleone And Dillinger with the hollow-tip chromes Catchin travelers, leave y'all flabbergasted Stalkin y'all, walkin caskets Hit the spot where the smoke is sold, lo and behold The tightest composition composed, can you catch it? I threw my thoughts like a quarterback So in the end around where I'm mangled, murdered and slaughtered at React, actions speak louder than words But ain't nothin more potent than vision I seen optical collisions erupted I'm spontaneous when I combust in your melon Then escape a lyrical felon Excellin in and out, like as if I'm smokin the bomb LaRhonda, set to explode like napalm Cataclysmic, with a habit to cause collisions Various visions, intellect sharp enough to injure like incisions With the deadliest intentions To grab the heat and bust niggas into different dimensions I had thoughts, of electricity, murdered by millions of volts I got a .40 cal Colt, I'm all about business Life ain't what it seems, in two seconds, I peeped the red beam I tried to dodge, and grabbed the chrome plate I dumped once, but I was two seconds late 'Cause as high as I was, was the first mistake 'Cause when my moms came and shook me, I didn't awake 'Cause when you're in my position, that's the chance you take In a dream in a world with no way to escape, damn Last night I had a dream and it just made me realize That folks don't give a damn about me (They don't care) So many haters on the scene, can't stand to see me on the rise But I'm gon' still remain the same, you best believe (You best believe) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Now you know that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-ohhh (Now that's gangsta) We keep it gangsta, straight gangsta, hoo-oh-ohhh (Get yo' ass on the flo')