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On the real, I freak techniques and beats in my sleep |
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The mack back in action show skills when I speak |
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Watch my - leak when I bring it to your face |
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I still corner dimes, but in the nine I'm on a paper chase |
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Glass rocks, mega tops, tims on your block |
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Holding heat like crock pots and keeping g's in my socks |
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(so, what's up, hopps? ) |
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I got to keep it tight like seams |
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'cause ain't no fiends |
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Coming in between me and my dreams |
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See what I mean, black? |
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I keep it real like that |
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F a "word is bond" |
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I need stocks and bonds from these I'll raps |
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Rappers won't see me with contacts, friend |
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So, please act you've got a siamese twin and think again |
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'cause in the end I start off with flavor |
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Next to bless your chest with freestyle fantasia |
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Smooth behavior |
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Seeing rappers as illusions |
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Meaning they disappear but I'm hear to keep you moving |
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Chorus: |
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Everybody, move ya body! |
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Everybody, move ya body! |
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Everybody, move ya body! |
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I don't think twice, kid |
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You know I bring it to ya live |
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(repeat) |
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See, I don't get writer's block |
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Yo, I block other writers |
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And there's been nights I had to wear sniper attire for biters |
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Don't make that same mistake and get scarred, retard |
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I see that tape you listening to got you thinking that you hard |
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But dig this... |
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Cut your hair and get your name on your stomach |
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I still find ways to make your whole rap career plummet |
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Maintain |
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I steal mics out of the frame |
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But now people think they know me 'cause they know my real name |
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While I stay same |
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Doing shows and tours |
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Somewhere in a phat crib(? ) playing sega in the dashboard |
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Styles of sword(? ) and flowing steadily |
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Trapping mcs in mazes forever like frankie beverly |
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You know the steeze |
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I'm bringing beats to they knees |
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Holacausting mcs and sees some g's before I breath |
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That's how it be |
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It's no doubt that i |
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Got to bring it to your chest as I bring it to ya live |
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Chorus |
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So, from this point on until the day that they bury me |
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I'll still be on a hunt trying to snatch this currency |
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Putting my peeps on while friends turn fake |
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They get pissed thinking I be in switzerland checking some real estate |
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Dropping lps every year |
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Somewhere in a mansion with a butler named vincent jeffrey belvadere |
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I'm rare |
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But, rappers ain't trying to hear |
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The reason why their girl freestyled her number in my ear |
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It's my year, son, and I ain't trying to slip |
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I'm trying to collect props and get not(? ) to stretch money clips |
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Honey-dips |
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I keep 'em on like low end |
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So, f five-o |
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Illegal, so we don't got to go there |
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It's so unfair |
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How I do wack crews shady |
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They want to be next up |
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Their style sucks like a new baby |
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They can't faze me |
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Mics and man fusion |
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Beats I keep bruising |
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Do your thing and keep moving |
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Chorus |
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(repeat twice) |
