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Now lately i've been findin myself, pourin my guts out |
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Expressin my thoughts, lettin my nuts out in the walls |
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Of sleep, i can't keep it all in the hall clear |
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While others keep it inside for the pride they hold dear |
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Shoulda been, woulda been, coulda been the cops |
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Stop look and listen, you'll get a vision of hip-hop |
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Individuals lookin to the battle the shadows of man |
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See it all, be it all, you need a plan |
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It takes one man to understand this |
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Learn fuckin with a deadly gas, you get burned |
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From the window of my room, i shoot all stars |
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Every little bit you consume, the high cost |
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Of living it's all given to you, don't lose it |
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Every man's given a tool, but don't use it |
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Chorus: b-real |
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From the window of my room, i shoot all stars |
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Every little bit you consume, the high cost |
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Break free, you're selling your soul, for a fee |
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But all that shit ain't worth it, you burnin up see |
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The window of my room, i shoot all stars |
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Every little bit you consume, is high cost |
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Break free, you're selling your soul, for a fee |
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But all that shit ain't worth it, you burnin up see |
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[b-real] |
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From the window of my room, the gloom spreadin across |
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The land of milk and honey, no money to feed the boss |
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Funny the cost of life, cut clean blood streams |
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Out the body, nobody wants you dreamin about shorty |
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No longer don't need a 40 to take away any pain |
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So punk me and i'll give you the world exact change |
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Or quote me and you're never the same, i claim no one |
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I show none the weakness individuals go forth ya seek this |
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Wherever i roam is home to me |
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You shogun, look at my enemies try to do me |
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The influential status, you know the baddest |
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Lookie here, show you what that is, bringin the madness |
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Sadness to those appealin to any conflict |
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Lookin out my window pane, i see you fallin |
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What are you a man or a mouse, the house light |
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Shinin within, that's when you begin to live again |
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Chorus |
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[sen dog] |
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From my window i can see |
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Humanity, goin insane g |
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Everybody want respect, but you gotta collect |
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Only hardcore vatos on the set |
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Don't get me wrong but some rhymes get twisted |
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There it goes, the pride, you missed it |
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I ain't upset with the motherfucker dissin |
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Find me in watts when you wanna come hit me |
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Some shit ain't what it seems, in the land of dreams |
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Some sell their soul to get the cream |
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From the teens i don't sling or slang no crack |
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I'm known for bringin in funky ass raps |
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See those magazine crews and i'm a goner |
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Dull interviews with these damn primadonnas |
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Unlike some of these fools on the turf |
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Look like the real thing, but they soft like nerfs |
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So unrehearsed that it shows in the product |
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Need to get the fuck out, before you get caught up |
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Chorus |
