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[00:07.70][Verse 1: C.L. Smooth] |
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C.L. is that living legend |
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Life is like the number 7 |
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I had to walk through hell just to get to heaven |
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My weapons a microphone laced with a hot track |
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Knock it back, this is real hip hop, jack |
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Coming straight out the New Yiddy, My flow is so gritty |
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Controlling the whole city, the hood is so with me |
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In fact I'm God-like, put me in the spotlight |
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Trump tight, if it ain't rough it ain't right so |
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Let me do the damn thing, I'm putting it down king |
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You doubt the kid, bring every song they wanna sing |
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But son, your sleeping on me, this is why I keep it on me |
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Believe in fairy tales, this here's the true story |
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I'm world wide with it, why I 'm so fly with it |
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The soul brother, number one, wait til I get it |
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With Nujabes now, turntables keep spinning |
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Love the way I perform thats why I stay winning |
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[01:07.87][Verse 2: C.L. Smooth] |
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How I stay caked up, despite the break up |
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Fans miss my old group, but see me in the new coupe |
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Lacing up my new joints and measure my 5 point |
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You study in detail, this is all C.L. Smooth |
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So hard with it daddy, so nice with it baby |
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Like screw y'all, pay me, its really all gravy though |
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No hard feelings, built to keep it moving |
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Never asked what you were doing, just keep something brewing |
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Let it bang, let it pop, like you call that copping |
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I'm going straight to the top |
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See we do it for the TV, there stands the MC |
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Back then it made you, now its gonna make me |
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Lately, see I'm living life so good |
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Step my game up, got my street fam out the hood |
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Let me climb up the charts now, all black art now |
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Nuja play the flute, while your boy get loose, Uh! |
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You take my space, and put it to my face |
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Solidify my place, in raps with the paper chase |
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Who got better taste in women and good living |
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I'm feeling the whole movement none of you lames do it |
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I just run through it, it's nothing to me, homie |
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You know my name ring bells, yeah they all know me |
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Hold down the fort, here to put it in port |
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They hound CL Smooth to get the street taught |
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The ghettos we walk, rapper's insecurity |
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You know I'm soon to be the poster child for unity |
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They wanna be me, thats all on my CD |
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A real O.G. living it fast and free |
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Let me mold you, show you how I spit lyrics |
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Know all the words and dont speak a lick of English |
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I stay global with it, this is why I get it on |
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It's the top dog, return of the mecca don |
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