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One, two, three |
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Yeah, I'm tryin' to get it right, live my life right(Uh, huh) |
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I want the things that come with the fast life |
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But I don't wanna lose my soul, right, pay with my life |
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I just wanna rock ice with my fresh |
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Nike's(Yeah)' |
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Cause the girls at the school think |
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I dress nice(Yeah) |
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The real thug niggaz, cool with a nigga, right(That's right)' |
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Til one day after school, walkin' home, right(Uh, huh) |
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Them same thug niggaz, ran up on a brother, right |
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With three more |
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I never met in my life(Damn) |
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Axed me, where |
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I'm from, banged on me, right(Where you from?) |
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The brothers that |
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I knew was up outta sight |
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Man they made me get it together, now |
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I ack right(Let's get it together) |
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Trials and tribulations both got you accosted |
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Understand |
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I'm not the one, go tap some other resources |
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The road that you travel gon' be paved in some gravel |
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So before you try on jock me understand the shit is rocky |
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I don't mean a boxer, |
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Illy or Oscar |
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I'm tryin' to spit some game, so your ass can prosper |
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Pay a little dues, do a couple a shows |
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Put a mix-tape out, man let's see how it goes |
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My only good advise is to cut your own slice |
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I mean, the world ain't gon' bite just 'cause you think you nice |
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How can I be diplomatic when this ain't automatic? |
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I'm gonna tell you right, this a roll of the dice(Let's get it together) |
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Hey, being silent's the first sign |
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If not being able to follow my first line |
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I dirt-grind on my first, it works fine |
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I'm alert but |
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I been caught of guard at the worst time |
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Yeah, I get apparent applause |
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But do these people know my character flaws? |
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I get embarrassed and pause, meticulous but never careless because |
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I might be the one standin' on your terrace that falls |
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And you can laugh, but it's therapeutic |
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To talk about my faults of a [Incomprehensible]acoustic [Incomprehensible]dove shit |
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We ain't perfect to fight, just ain't worth it |
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Despite a stained surface, we gotta retain purpose(Let's get it together) |
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I was a pick-a-the-litter when |
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I was a little nigga |
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My pops would turn preacher once my voice got deeper than his |
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For all the times a nigga would vent |
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I had to listen, he was payin' the rent and what he's sayin', he meant |
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I'll admit, |
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I was trippin' a bit |
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I was hangin' with different chicks and we be wildin' and shit |
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But I had to get a grip before the time ran out |
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Or pop starts to trip, start puttin' me out |
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But now I kinda see what he was talkin' about |
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You can't live in somebody house and start airin' it out |
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You got to be your own man and handle your biz |
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And later on you can tell 'em what time it is(Let's get it together) |
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For you and me , let's get it together |
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For you and me , [Incomprehensible] together |
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For you and me , let's get it together |
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For you and me, oh, for you and me |
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You and me, oh, for you and me[Incomprehensible] |
