South Park Coalition lyrics

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[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Yo, I'm usually polite
But on my tape boy I cuss yo ass out like Dolemite
Hold the mic, with a tight grip, start representin'
SPC president, gettin' freaky like Bill Clinton
K-Rino, my Black Book spoke once
It said "How the f*ck you come up with this sh*t and you don't smoke blunts?"
Lyricist breaker life taker punish a faker so make a-
Nother mistake, I'ma run seventy blocks
Then c*ck, my mic up, nothin' to wipe up
Been rippin' since my crib stage
Words pop lungs, crackin' your rib cage
You beatin' me face to face?
You got a better chance of hittin' a grand slam with nobody on base

[Verse 3: Murder One]

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[Hook]
South Park Coalition, we make you think about it
South Park Coalition, we make you think about it

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[Hook]