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Lyric Progress Of Elimination


[Bo$$]
Who am I to flip a wicked Bitch?
Business is Business
But now the revelation has revealed
How the Bo$$ Bitch is trying to get rich!
And doing a good job
And rippin up the pavement with nuff shit
Aww shit!!
I think I jumped into a maze
And now I m being surrounded by dead niggaz in a daze
Some kind of way I have become a slave
Yes sir Masta
No sir Masta
I work fasta, even if it means my brain being tampered with
Fuck it!
At least I got rid of the pamper
Lata on I mix up with some G s
Kickin it on the corner curb
Talkin about expanding to Pittsburgh
I m out here on the cut smokin bud with Macaroni
Instead of us servin niggas this fucka s tryin to bone me
But I ain t trying to hear this Bitch made elf
I ain t in the mood
Cause I don t fuck around with the help bastard!
If it wasn t for the dope that we got stashed in the casket
I d have your ass hit
Then watch the fool die trickin!
While I be countin crispy ass dollars
Like Louisana fried chicken
And takin a sip of his favorite drink
At the grave as I stare through the shade
Your shit still stinks!
I wasn t tryin to see an explanation
Cause as far as I m concerned the only way to progress
Is through elimination!

Hook:
Got s to go yeah
Got to go
The Bo$$ no loss
What ever the cost
Elimination
Got s to go yeah
Got to go

[Bo$$]
Time is running out I m still self employed
They talking this Pitt shit but I m tryin to get back to DETROIT!
Fuck it if I need to do these niggas I m a do em too
And step the fuck off as if I never knew them fools
See ya!
Now the shit is going my way
I m hittin the highway
No mo drive by s
In my drive way
This is what s happening
I m finally at my destination
I ain t one of dem bitches tryin
I gotta get crackin fuck a curling iron
I ll get that shit did lata
Meanwhile I m on some ol
Bucka a sucka quick shit fo paper and
I m disectin at the same time progressin
Eliminating like a lunatic shootin quick
Call it what you want but I ll be brief
I don t trust a motha fucka
Unless a motha fucka is me g!
Getting sweated is just an inspiration
So I don t regret it when you get your BC date
Cause it s all about elimination
(got to go yeah, got to go)
Fuck up and I ll have yo ass hitch hikin
From Idaho Yo!
Bo$$ is knockin out silly shit
Let me hit this philly spliff
Now it s time to really trip
I gettin the feelin that these niggas
Is into my shit
Plus the muchies got me wanting a burger
But first the murder
Knockin em off was a cinch but I m stuck
And ain t no way that I m a rest my head on
Another bench Fuck!
I m sick of this shit
Let me slip into this alley
And try to fly as high as I can get
With 200 blunts and 100 spliffs
(tryin to make it to Detroit, Detroit)
Now every member of my click is in his grave
I m truly the BO$$ bitch now
Nobody s slave!
How do I plea?
Listen! I ll neva give an explanation
Cause as far as I m concerned
The only way to progress is through
Elimination!

Hook:

Gots to go yeah got to go
The BO$$ no loss
At whateva the cost
Elimination
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