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[Chorus] Whim Wham, Thank Ya Mam (aye) wont mind of top cut the check dun dun dun did it wats next cut the check Dope Boy/Rapper/Exec Cut The Check I
neonecropopulace has no reflection neocaeczaristic phallic ruins just east of the river denial the techs are breathing welcome to this neotokyo gridlocks
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: neonecropopulace has no reflection neocaeczaristic phallic ruins just east of the river denial the techs are breathing welcome to this neotokyo
Take me up to the top of the city Take me up to the top of the city Up to the highest point of the city One more step to the top of the city Put me up
Is this life? To stand here and wait. In this city forged of scraps. Is this life? To stand on the dead. On feces and sweat. Is this life? It's starting
and Braski) [Chorus:] Whim Wham, Thank Ya Mam (aye) won't mind of top cut the check Dun dun dun did it wats next cut the check Dope Boy/Rapper/Exec Cut
uh…yeah…Somalia Yeah, I spit it for my block, it’s an old, I admit it here The city cold, it’s lock and load Any minute it’s rock and roll And you rockin
They all want me torn up I know therea?™s snakes in the grass So I pay my staff, to keep the lawns cut I see all the drama you bringina?™ I combine that
Z Bringin' it live Get it crackin' to the third degree Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V. We gring rap to your city like B.E.T. But still feel
little ends on some ass and his friends And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens And then after then, I'm a' go and head over to Magic City Where
45 just like I should And if I could, I will, I might, get blowed tonight If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe tonight So I'ma get a call, from
and he will cut you down Johnny Blade, Johnny Blade Johnny Blade, Johnny Blade Well you know that Johnny's a spider And his web is the city at night
your enemies, with secret indentities and disguises, to hide they true colors So just when you think you close enough to be brothers they wanna come back and cut
wide Like the art of graffiti I think I'm tuffer than any My attitude is shitty Born in the dope fiends titty And every city you'll find me Looking for
