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Yo, just think if you could rewind time |
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And start your life all over again |
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What would you give and what would you keep? |
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You heard me, what would you keep? |
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[Loon] |
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Yo, yo, if I could go back, I wouldn'ta sold no crack |
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Wouldn'ta never put my hands around no gat |
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But you know Loon, bein' all hard-headed |
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And don't listen, even if God said it |
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I didn't have to stick with folks that sniff no coke |
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I didn't have to fix the block when shit was broke |
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Same cats I helped was twistin' smoke |
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Now imagine if I went to school, went to class |
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'Stead of bein' a young cat sent to blast |
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Sent to slash criminal's necks in half |
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For playin' dumb when I come to collect my cash |
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And cuz of that cats will respect my past, I ain't playin' |
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[Shyne] |
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If I start from scratch I'd sign with Def Jam |
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Nah, fuck am I saying? Puff's the best man |
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Plus I'mma Bad Boy, I'm more like a bad man |
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Put mo' nigga's in pits than Brad, man |
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Can't dodge bullets? Too bad, man |
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Shit, I'd a copped the five instead of the six |
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That way wouldn't of crashed and killed my cousin |
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Keep quiet instead of having the industry buzzin' |
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Do a devil's advocate style, don't let 'em see you comin' |
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Use the revolver when bustin' and sluggin' |
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That way no evidence |
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But fuck it, got money to be tried, worse come to worse |
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Who God bless, no man curse, hatin' niggas, lay in the dirt |
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[Mase & Meeno] |
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Yo, if you could start your life from scratch (What? What?) |
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Rewind time and still go back (It's time to eat) |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? |
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If you could start your life from scratch (What? What?) |
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Rewind time and still go back (About to kill it) |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? |
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Come on, come on |
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[Meeno] |
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Yo, if I could start life from scratch, I wouldn't change shit |
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Same gun, same clip, same dumb bitch |
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All Out, Harlem World, same old clique |
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Same old studio, same old shit |
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Shit don't change just because a cop took six to the brain |
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Meeno got a lawyer, man I'm hip to the game |
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You could find a gun, but if my prints ain't on that thing |
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What is you sayin'? |
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And on the same block that I get my glocks from |
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You see the same cop that get popped with the shot gun |
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([Mysonne:] Mysonne) |
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And at the same bodega I got my tops from |
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([Mysonne:] Mysonne) |
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I give the same old money to the same cop's bum |
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[Mysonne] |
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If I could start from scratch, I'd bring daddy back |
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And put five in the first cat that show mami crack |
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I sit back and listen to them drunks on the block |
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Tryin' to school me with jewels, tellin' me who to watch |
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I killed five people, I'd let survive |
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And the five I took away, I'd a left alive |
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If I could do all it again I'd bring Virg' back |
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Or I switch places with him, I hope you heard that |
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I would have prefered that, I ain't have to starve |
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Pitch crack, have to rob and catch a charge |
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And I'd do it all again if I had to |
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Pitch no-win to win, and I'd be glad to |
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And I'd hit every target I took aim at |
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But I'd still be a problem, you can't change that |
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I'm a problem |
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[Mase] |
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Yo, if you could start your life from scratch (Uh) |
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Rewind time and still go back (All Out) |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? (And Double Up) |
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If you could start your life from scratch (Bad Boy, Bad Boy) |
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Rewind time and still go back |
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(Yo, I really don't know what's goin' on) |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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(I'm tellin' ya, I really don't know what's goin' on) |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? |
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Come on, come on |
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[Mase] |
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Yo, cuz half the cats that flip, we all was cool |
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And half the chicks I hit, they teased me in school |
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I got a baby by a lady I don't even love alot |
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Wish I wore three rubbers 'case the first rubber popped |
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But you can't cry now, milk already spilt |
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I had eleven friends and ten already killed |
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Went down south and I ain't feel the guilt |
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And I ain't ready to war but that ain't the way built |
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And for all the nights and all the fights |
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That I had for all this money over all these dice |
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All my cars and homes and all my ice |
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If I could do it all again, I'd do it all for Christ |
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Whoever thought the limelight or the super-stardom |
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Whoever thought there'd be a problem comin' through Harlem |
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Can't even chill, cats wanna make me a villian |
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Cats that I grew up with I gotta contemplate killin' |
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Nobody love me, I'm my own mister, and on my own, mister |
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Mama did what she could but now I'm grown, mister |
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Though she told me once, wish she'd told me then |
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Though I'm the youngest, I'mma grow to be the oldest man |
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And cats thinkin' they gon' win cuz they veterans |
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Ain't about age at this stage, man with the most cheddar win |
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How you live right? Every day get in bigger sin |
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How you say no at the door screamin' "Let me in"? |
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From the outside it's lookin' gooder than it ever been |
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But tell the truth, when I was broke it was better then |
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All Out, 33rd street |
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[Mase] |
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Yo, if you could start your life from scratch |
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Rewind time and still go back |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? |
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If you could start your life from scratch |
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Rewind time and still go back |
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What would you change in the way that you live today |
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And what would you leave right where it's at? |
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Come on, come on |