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[Originally by John Kongos]

(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you again)
(He's gonna step on you
know you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Well I was allegedly dropped 
By a truck
away
I don't know why Josey told me this
perhaps it was just to brighten up my day

Hey that's all right, I'm gonna be okay
I say hey that's all
Don't like to think too much, it makes me think too much,
It keeps my mind on my mind
Don't wanna see too much, it makes me see to much
Sometimes I
and smoked, put out and used up 
Niggaz don't know how to act when they lit the fuse up 
Abuse them up, usin the nut, I'm using buck 
Fearin of the shit,
know what I mean right? 
I'm not gonna go completely off the rail ya no what I mean? 
Thank you 

Hype hype hype 

Hey! [Whistle] alright now calm
know what I mean right? 
I'm not gonna go completely off the rail ya no what I mean? 
Thank you 

Hype hype hype 

Hey! [Whistle] alright now calm
Well I got up this morning -- I don't need to know no more 

It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before 
With every new day's dawning
want your sex, here take your fast food
"Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude!"

Hey girl, I don't even know you
"Timbaland we're your first
what more can i say/ you want to hang wit us ridin/ you'll be hiding while we're gliding/ flying by and shit/ you better quite trying/ before you and all
Gunny, Hey yo Jay wharrup fan, ya? 
D block, hey you ready, if you ready go in or what?
Yeah, I clip up the nigger, Johnny, 
Can I get any higher,
again.

By any standards, a bizarre reunion!

Is being homeless affecting your game?

I wouldn't know, as I have a home in England.

No, by a home
and do a push up
You smokin' all my purple kush up
Don't make me push and rook up
Get you touched up, I lift my wrist up, yup, yup
Now niggas know Lil'
pop don't give a damn
The day I played with matches, took the stove to my hand
Hot temperature! He told me the players' version
The ego in submersion
word
Know what I mean, dame te culo mami
Give me my shit back, mira, hey yo
Fat Joe and them is here now, word
Shine like marbles, collects diamonds
word
Know what I mean, dame te culo mami
Give me my shit back, Mira, hey yo
Fat Joe and them is here now, word
Shine like marbles, collects diamonds
your cookies
I'm harmful to lots of persons far & near
Lace verse with so many curses that my clean versions sound like 'Paul Revere'
Now don't stall
on a nigga man fuck that bitch
'Cause I don't know what you been told
But I got gats and I got jewels

And scrappy talkin' shit I fuck yo bitch on the regula
on a nigga man fuck that bitch
'Cause I don't know what you been told
But I got gats and I got jewels

And scrappy talkin' shit I fuck yo bitch on the regula