Lyrics:

Original style like an 808 drum
Original style like an 808 drum
I don't run the track no, I make the track run
I don't run the track no, I make the track run

Original style like an 808 drum
Original style like an 808 drum
I don't run the track no, I make the track run
I don't run the track no, I make the track run

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Drop it like
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Make the track run
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Make the track run
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It goes a one, two, three...

Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
P-P-Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns big guns big guns

Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
P-P-Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
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I don't run the track no, I make the track run
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Give me the strength of the rising sun
Give me the truth of the words unsung
And when the last bells ring
The poor men sing
Bring me to kingdom come

Drop it like that
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Drop it like that
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Make the track run
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Make the track run
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It goes a one, two, three...

Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
P-P-Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns big guns big guns

Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
P-P-Playing with the big guns only get you slain
Playing with the big guns only get you slain
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Stop it stop it stop it
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