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If it wasn't for |
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Kool Herc, hip hop wouldn't be created |
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That's bullshit, |
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I would of created it tens years later |
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Niggas acting up till the guns is heard |
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I don't hear you poppin shit now, mums the word |
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And all you rapping niggas, what, that's all you got |
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Think you a thug now you doing songs with |
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Pac Gotta bullet in my stomach doctors scared to remove it |
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And 25 stitches above my dick to prove it |
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But I can't die, so |
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I don't wear no vest |
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I'm like super nigga, gotta |
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SF on my chest |
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Nigga I'll take a automatic and play |
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Russian roulet |
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Just to collect, life is short expect my death |
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Told you once, told you twice |
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This is the last time you can boooooooop give me a flat line |
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Even if I bleed to death |
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I can't die |
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Not even if |
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I fell from ten stories high |
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Yo, I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying |
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No matter how many times |
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I get hit with the hot iron [Chorus] |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n |
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I'm not die'n |
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What bring it |
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I'm not die'n [Verse 2] |
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I tried everything swallowed pills slit my wrist |
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Made my own brother shoot me, |
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X-1 fuckin missed |
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Tried to paint the walls with my brain but the gun jammed |
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At my first shoot out, |
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I stayed everyone ran |
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I want it rawwwwww, and more than ten different women |
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Locked myself in the garage with the |
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Benz runnin' |
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As a kid, they had to watch me carefully |
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Tried to put the blow dryer in the bath with me |
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Everywhere |
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I go, I hear voices, who calling me |
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Doc said my brain damaged but |
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I don't see nothing wrong with me |
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Maybe that's why half the industry won't do a song with me |
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I walked amongst the dead |
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Talked to punks with lead |
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An eye for an eye |
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We can all go blind |
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All you niggas talking about you ain't scared to die |
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I feel nigga, cause |
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I ain't scared to kill you nigga |
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WHAT I'ma rule the underground or get shot trying |
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No matter how many times |
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I get hit with the hot iron [Chorus] |
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You can't kill me {8 |
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X} |
