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come up come up man repeat

Get it up, i mean give it up fool,
now give me those minerals and those jewels
because its me the e o v atech and im back with this jacket
getting up on some products that im lacking
well im that other goofless type of brother
oh you aint heard about my antique shit
i ran clique for mr b
they left the us frantic
get us all romantic
before they fucked us trying to hand trick
with a glock fore they bust us
four hundred years ago fool where is my gold?,
the year is 94 black folks aint taking it no more
be on the rise the coup is not the bad guys
you know taking it from the rich giving it back to the poor
so yo put your two faced ass on the floor and get real
i cant feed my family with a happy meal
to the rescue but not long ranger with the lass
so i got the 9mm pointed at your ass
yo so mr ibm
give it up smooth
cos this time all of your bowels gonna move
see its a family thing
so dont even trip
my cousin jetty got the nine
and my mama got the extra clip
so please oh please oh please give me them nikes and free cheese
and while your on them knees break me off of my gees
cos

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we are taking these if you please
cheerio
we are taking these if you dont please
check it out
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knock knock motherfucka let me in
i just wanna kick it in your big ass den
and if you dont like it take two to the chin
and show me to the kitchen cos my kids are getting thin
i dont have to talk shit about packing a gack in fact
you could get fucked by any other motherfucker
where i live at
hear that money here is crystal clear punk
fuck that fiscal year junk
meet the pistol gripped pun