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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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Hit me when you round my way |
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I'll be there dog |
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[Verse One] |
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Payin' pennies for the Swedish Fish |
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I miss, just tryin' to reminisce |
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Back when my niggas was, close like the finger tips |
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Now all my dogs far away like the distance is |
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Mars and the Venuses |
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All big dreamers with our own plan |
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Spock used to say, "You got flow fam. |
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Handle your businesses." |
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Damn, when my niggas was |
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Small, we would ball, now |
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E'ry time Reks take a shot, miss 'em all |
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Just because we ain't kids no more |
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Doesn't mean we can't build no more |
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We gotta build I'm sure |
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From The Leonard to the Lawrence High |
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Vote to the corners I |
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Came across stand up homies on the Lawrence side |
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Then up in Boston I solidified friendships |
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Laughed and exchanged tempers |
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Lot of pain lingers |
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Handle beef with the two fingers |
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Peace to my true niggas |
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Is what it is, what it do niggas? |
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[Chorus] [x2] |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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Hit me when you round my way |
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I'll be there dog |
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[Verse Two] |
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Well crack a brew and just laugh at the old days |
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Even though you gone we still fam like The O'Jays |
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Damn, back when Jose's |
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Mom used to tell him to be home |
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We was gettin' into dram up on Prospect |
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Boppin' on my steps |
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Had the boom box with the double deck |
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That was the shit |
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Miss the old days |
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No way I'ma forget |
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Hope my brothers forgive |
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Continue to live, your mothers at rest |
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And at peace, at Heaven I know she is |
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Feel it here on my chest and to the beat of my soul, I regret |
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Not bein' round and make a call to ya |
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Just know my hearts with ya |
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Fuck all the past B.S. |
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Through this song, I'ma make sure we continue on |
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Whatever stresses in life may come, we gotta hope for the best |
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And oh yes, my man D, just seein' through my eyes |
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Save a place for him up in the sky |
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Heaven knows I |
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[Chorus] [x2] |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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Hit me when you round my way |
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I'll be there dog |
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[Verse Three] |
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To all my crew, my squad, my entourage |
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Uncle Pete and my Auntie Oz, sometimes life gets hard |
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You get dealt them cards and thank God |
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We just, wanna be stars |
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Not like Hollywood, more like |
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I miss them styles, we improvise try to shine |
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Rock jewels that'll hopefully blind |
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Kiss and seein' the pain |
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Take your mind off of all the rain |
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The sun gon' shine, I'ma see you again |
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Promise all of my friends |
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In the end it's just wind seperating us |
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And to my man, hope the pen is elevatin' us |
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I'ma make the time |
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So I can make the bus |
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I'll be there dog |
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You my homie trust |
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Uncle Neil open up Heaven Gates for us |
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Sometimes I feel the anger touch when they aim for us |
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But yo it ain't enough |
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Just to make the bus |
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Gotta keep the bond |
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Nigga stay in touch |
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[Chorus] [x2] |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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I ain't seen you in a long while |
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Hit me when you round my way |
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I'll be there dog |
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"I never thought, I would really see you |
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I'd really see you again, I'd go crazy" |
