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Correct Style # 386 Lyrics
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Buck 65
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Correct Style # 386
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From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn I drop math in ya path and rock on Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise For you to try battlin me would be unwise 65 cause seven days of the week so You don't wanna catch a sinker slider to the cheek bone Call me critical the disc jockey, the B side kickin Phat beats eternal, eternal pushin fried chicken Snap cracklin, the daft shacklin rap jackels Sneak attack battlin wack tacklin The crab apple got skills but at the same time artist I face the east and pray to the rhyme goddess With the tender lovin, the rainin and the big sliker The good sumaritin, homicidal hitchhicker Hell on wheels of steel, stick shifted Puffin on beats and rock on to get quick lifted Syllables into non-refillable blank spaces Eliminatin contestants according to their rank basis Buryin secarian MCs when the scratch is torn Direct other rappers can't fuck with the natural born I never face the same ginet that Romeo faces Cause I'm too concerned with my Enhomeostasis The DJ front and center and the sooner he flips You'll be freeze framin till the next lunar eclipse With the crazy ass birds a prey, they got the right words to say They come and circumsize you when ya eatin ya curds and whey Try to make a new jack feel the ace of spades Before ya know the ledge gettin sorta might replace his grades Used and confused goin about the whole scheme wrong Ass backwards from the closin credits to the theme song Dire straits reminising back to prior dates Ya better off tarzed and your rhymes look in fire place To slash and burn and try to learn how to earn the wage The end of the chapter four rabbit, time to turn the page Pathetic cryin on ya knees, beggin for a lease please Lemme keep the autographed poster and the creased sleeve The whole prize vaporized before your eyes ya lost objective Because the dream was no longer cost effective Ya threw a gutter ball and still had to utter gaul To profile and front, when you know my shit is butter y'all From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn I drop math in ya path and rock on Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise For you to try battlin me would be unwise From dawn to sunrise, sunrise to dawn I drop math in ya path and rock on Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise For you to try battlin me would be unwise
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