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Envisioning the hereafter, listenin to Stevie Wonder |
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On a quest for love like the proceed drummer |
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I strike like lightning and don't need thunder |
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Inhale imagination and breathe wonder |
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That's your lady, I used to run up in her and g weed from her |
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It's a cold world and niggaz need summer |
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At times my going forward seems like retreat |
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As I be writin rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats |
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Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets |
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There's a thin line between war and peace, whores and Jeeps |
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Ignore mcs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages |
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My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious |
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Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon |
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I feel mexican, hip hop is my garden |
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Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor |
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It ain't that you sellin, it's your karma |
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Rappers i monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown |
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Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone |
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The stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummy |
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Not for the money, I could have sampled diana ross a long time ago |
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My mind of flow is like motor key 20 |
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Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twenty |
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Hollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a man |
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Flip drugs and get land, I can see my man Rashad |
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As he described how the bucks hit him |
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And said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit him |
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This bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was comin |
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I said it's here |
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It's here(echoed*n times) |