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(MJG) |
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What is this, what is this, what is this (Ooh) |
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What is this, what is this, what is this (Ooh) |
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(Hook 1) |
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What is this I'm appraochin' what is this appraochin' me |
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All the time I'm out on the grind, now what is this supposed to be |
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(MJG: Verse 1) |
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I'm a Memphis born pimp, nigga don't nobody wanna flex |
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Raised up in OrangeMound, live in T-E-X-A-S, breakin' necks |
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Ain't no tellin' what the future hold to be |
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When he or she tries to bring they stupid shit to MJG |
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I thought that we could win the war, conquer the battle, take the pain |
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Struggle up through the ****in' strain, beat the heat, soak the rain |
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Up, AHHHH I feel I wanna breathe again |
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But soon as i come up in life you tend to watch my dividends |
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Hopin' I slip and fall just so you can capitalize |
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Can't thank about shit plus it's nationalized, in the skies |
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Phony shikes will stick you right before your eyes |
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No surprise, all they wanted was a money rise |
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Sunny dried out game hustlers on they last leg |
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Game dead all that shit they say be the same said shit |
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Sometimes, sometimes I feel I'm at the bottom of the list, what is this |
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(Hook 2) |
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What is this, reality or just a dream |
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Everything ain't what it seems |
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Picture it on a tv screen |
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What is this, visions of a broken hope |
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Strategies of the most serious wisdom just a joke |
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(Hook 1) |
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(Verse 2) |
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Who would've thought in the midnight hour I could exercise a pen |
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Bring the life to sound effects, feel the thunder and the wind |
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Sets of ten flip ya mind strengthen up ya weakened cells |
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Generate ya inner spirit, leave ya with some shit to tell |
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Still it seems all my dreams come with ****in' side effects |
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I thought I seen the worst but I ain't seen a damn thang yet |
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A lot of thieves outta nowhere, first-time MC's should thank God |
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For first-time platinum, that shit is hard |
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Hell let me put a bug in ya ear, catch the buzz |
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With a lot of MC's go straight today ain't what they was |
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But what they is, the lessons I learn as my life I live |
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Ain't worried bout when I'm gon' receive it I gots to give |
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Where ya conscience at how do you expect to prosper long |
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For blessings sent to you for reasons that got you gone |
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Damn, I thought I had the game tight in my fist |
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Came to find that I was tied in the twist, what is this |
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(Hook 2) |
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(Hook 1) |
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(Verse 3) |
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How come every MC feel he got the skills to sell a mill |
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But when my record sell a mill ah hell that shit just can't be real |
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I'm flabergasted, am I the only rapper not afraid |
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To come with what I feel in my heart and get paid |
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No enemies, at least that I know of, I'm for sho' of |
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If you hate I'ma show love, kick back and blow bud |
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I look over shit that the people say who don't know me |
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Just like the hustlers who looked over them before me |
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You owe me, I owe you, we owe each other |
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So how the **** you think I owe you something |
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Cause you don't owe me nothin' |
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You bluff, with ya career skills steps to be |
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Take it, I'm in it for the longevity |
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You racing, misplacin' thangs you was taught |
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For the thangs of the world, gettin' sold bein' bought |
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Resist temptations cause temptation is a BITCH |
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Where am I (Where am I) am I, what is this |
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(Hook 2) |
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(Hook 1) x3 |
