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off the planet, leavin one-third damaged Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin mountains slanted Rock the earth of the axle, crabs who Polar bears beneath the sea gravel Thoughts be runnin wild
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is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues 50,000 leagues of black, so what's up Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk To the east and wild Crooklyn,
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, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit See me, only me The Underboss of this holocaust Truly yours, Frank White Chorus: Busta Rhymes
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