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    Above The Law

    The Last Song

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    Added 23 March 2013 user Миша

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    Lyrics The Last Song
    Lyrics The Last Song
    experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that
    (KM.G)
    KM.G will never be a trick
    Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift
    That only I possess
    I illustrated that way to get the shit off my chest
    I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple
    Km.G has degrees from Unity of South Central
    I'm a graduate and it's all legit
    From the pimping, the ballin' and all that good shit
    I have the mega balls in which I speak in a slang
    While I'm peeking it wit the G's from the Ruthless gang
    Ain't nuttin change but the weather like I said before
    'Cause I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore
    Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.
    A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G
    So all hail to the niggas that's turning it out
    And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth
    Knowledge from one generation to another, perserve
    and then transmitted, get it, done the Ruthless way,
    You know what I'm saying, so what's up Dre
    (Dr. Dre)
    Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a muthafuking singer
    But I bringa melody that always seems to ring a
    Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell
    Yo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell
    'Cause I'm Dre, the muthafuking doctor causing propaganda
    When I'm on the mic, I demand a
    Little bit of time to express myself
    From ?(cedian)? wax, kicking the facts and it's like that
    A nigga wit a muthafuking attitude
    You know the deal, kicking some real shit
    And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some
    Yo, step off, I'm kicking lyrics for the deaf and the dumb
    But any occasion, getting the bitches wit the mega persuasion
    Then my dick starts top make an invasion
    But, yo, I can't go on
    Because this is the end of my part on the last song
    Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks
    For all you busters who can't deal, give it up for real
    (MC Ren)
    Now when you see me, you're ducking and slipping, yo, then you fell
    down
    You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down
    Pulling the pulls, crotching the bull
    The weak muthafuker was smelling like shit so I guess that they're full
    Of it, and I love it when I dress like a crook
    Wit a I don't give a fuck look
    The villian was something nuff like a hero
    Jacking all the niggas wit beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros
    The rest of the 100\% was sent to do what I say
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