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Yo...New Tigallo |
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New Tigallo |
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New Tigallo4: 30...7...7-7: 30...2.2: 15[Phonte] |
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Aiyyo, don't need a new style, bein dope is always in fashion |
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Peace to the |
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West Coast montage fash-ion |
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Everything's in house, don't need a mans-ion |
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Doper than the last one, pussy niggas soundin like |
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Meow MixI spit that foul shit, |
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And 1Everybody's swingin, holla at me if you land one |
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Don't need perfection, just pass-ionand don't need to be signed, |
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I ain't got a ****in cast on! |
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Lot of opportunity, easy bread |
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I passed on |
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It just felt troublin, now class is in sessionand we got them testers bubblin/bubble-in like |
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ScantronFresh out the kitchen, signed with a stamp on |
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I'm on some greatness, y'all on some latenesswith no foundation so it could never last long |
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I display patience, |
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I done played |
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JasonIt's |
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Saturday the 14th, |
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**** you got a mask on, nigga? |
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C'mon[Chorus: Phonte] (Jeanne Jolly) |
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Pushin me to the brink |
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A stagger in my footsteps and |
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I don't even drink |
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It's so much on my mind, dog, and |
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I can't even think(It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) |
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Pushin me to the brink |
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A stagger in my footsteps and |
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I don't even drink |
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It's so much on my mind, dog, and |
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I can't even think(It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown)[Phonte] |
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They say the 336 is what raised 'em, but the 919 made 'em |
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Stark, raving rhyme like he ain't got the good sense |
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God gave 'em |
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Anybody on his bad side, |
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God save 'em |
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Late night by the bedside, |
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God, praise |
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HimHe's the captain that told me to kneel |
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And when I was surrounded by them monkey-ass niggas |
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He told me to peel, broke free of my dealand left shackles, racin like |
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Petty in the stock |
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Now he heavy on the block like guards and left tackles |
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See where |
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I come from and, you and yours are up in armslike gunrunners, and you are confrontedwith, 99 problems and can't keep it 100 |
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Then at the day's end you ain't really done nothin |
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I made a new lane for myself and said, "**** it" |
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Why +Rage |
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Against the |
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Machine+ when you can just unplug it? |
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F'real[Chorus][Phonte] |
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Eastside, |
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Bingham St. repper |
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Tay rock the spot like |
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I'm half-leopard |
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And pray for you lames like |
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I'm half-leper |
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If it don't fill the coffers, mother- |
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**** the offers |
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Ah-choo at yu niggas like |
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I'm black pepper |
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With wine and some fima beans, |
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I'm half-Lector |
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King, shit |
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Kane, shit + |
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No Half-Stepper+ |
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They say, "Why would he?" |
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THey say, "How could he?" |
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That's how they push me to the brink |
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Stagger in my footsteps and |
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I don't even drink |
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It's so much on my mind, dog, and |
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I can't even think(It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) |
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Yo. listen[Chorus 1/2][Outro: Phonte] |
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Aiyyo, 919, 910, 252, 704336 (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) |
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I'm on my |
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Carolina shit. |
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New Tigallo |
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New Tigallo |
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New Tigallo |
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New Tigallo |
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Young Khrysis. (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) |