Chorus (pitched voice):
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The leading horse is white
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The second horse is red
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The third one is a black
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The last one is a green
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Well a who them a follow
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Smokealot - the vibesbringer no dead ringer
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The trigger finger, got bombs in the grapevine
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Connected to tech nines
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It's H the lyrical weapon
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Wanna clash me - let's get steppin
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Your girls´ panties, I will be wetting
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Last night´s events she won't be forgetting
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Anticipating to tear through your spine
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Anticipating taking your time
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When you're weak, they're telling you you are strong
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When you're right, they're telling you you are wrong
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Chorus (pitched voice):
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The leading horse is white
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The second horse is red
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The third one is a black
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The last one is a green
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Well a who them a follow
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The mic fiend - kind 'a surprise into your eyes
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No disguise, beatin' with time, switch sick, spit bricks
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Chorus (pitched voice):
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The leading horse is white
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The second horse is red
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The third one is a black
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The last one is a green
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No diggedy - deeper than most
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Trust me crew I got reason to boast
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If you want war, then bring it
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'coz there's no doubt, I'll easily win it
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I bring quick brawls, fast trouble
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For every line you buss, I blast double
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When you're weak, they're telling you you are strong
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When you're right, they're telling you you are wrong
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Chorus (pitched voice):
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The leading horse is white
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The second horse is red
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The third one is a black
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The last one is a green
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Like rappers and the rapper way!
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Play this tape, check his face,
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He looks like from out of space!
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I'm a stand-this-fate like thee,
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I'd like white light blind-eye type fear,
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Try against my mind's spike,
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With my tight blight figure like your right ear
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Chorus (pitched voice):
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The leading horse is white
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The second horse is red
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The third one is a black
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The last one is a green
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