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4-3-2-1 (E- Dub Remix)

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4-3-2-1 (E- Dub Remix)

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HUHHHHHH!

[Erick Sermon] Def Jam, No Limits

[Master P] No Limit

[Erick Sermon] Def Squad

[Redman] Wu-Tang, and beyond

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven

Blaze the hot

[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven

Seven six five four three two one

My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]

Playin my position, hot Nixon

This one, for all the sick ones, confliction

Posionous darts sickening, best believe

finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin

on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets

start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways

Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me

Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw

from my punch, watch your son and you

Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?

Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through

A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

[Redman]

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga

Turnin Christian to a certified sinner

The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)

While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe

Shit I kept low, petro' your metro

Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin

Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen

Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee

Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty

Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see

When I approach rappers be takin notes

I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat

Absolut, I love to burn to the roots

I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots

Vigilante hardcore to the penis

Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

[Canibus]

I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it

I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it

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