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Comin' through your stereo
Headstrong, dead calm, get it right on
Dead weight to dead wrong, let's get it on
Let's get it on
Word on the street is, they bit my thesis
Knocked out they front teefers, tryin' to taste mine
Actin' like they heard it through the grapevine
Dope fiendin' for the bassline, 2 for 5 rhyme
I wait until the second round and knock em' out
Take that shit back
'Cause all your shit's wack
I wait until the second round and knock em' out
Burnin' up your brain like a piston
So all those that didn't listen
Now they even knew what they were missin'
And never even knew that the sky was fallin' down
I wait until the second round and knock em' out
Mic check
So what's it all about (Bout)
And where we gonna run (Run)
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
We limpin' on the track with the Method
So get the sunblock (Sunblock)
You gettin' one shot (Ha)
Until you dissolve
I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere
Prepare
You be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you're turned into stone
Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug and inject
Mic check
So what's it all about (Bout)
And where we gonna run (Run)
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
We limpin' on the track with the Method
So get the sunblock (Sunblock)
You gettin' one shot (Ha)
Until you dissolve
I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere
Prepare
You be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you're turned into stone
I wait until the second round and knock em' out