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Last out, open the door, time is mine, it ain't yours |
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You paused and hesitated, I push through struggle un-phased |
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And unfaded, drug related topics, you got it, fuck it, I drop it |
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Went from kiff splifs to paper acid, too placid |
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Self promoted my habit to speed addictions |
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Using intravenous devices |
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Thieving spoons from ya kitchens |
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Fakers you far from money makers |
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Talkin' hype 'bout runnin' drugs but profits was minuscule |
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I traffic copious amounts through inner city schools |
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Fools rookies, freshman's and fuckin' amateurs |
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You claimin' that I slang to ya, I never hang with ya |
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So picture this, shit's deep now, I'm five years in |
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Acne covered face and all malnutrioned skin |
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Sudden urges and itches like bitches in pictures |
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Or lace on their knickers in magazines |
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An anger fiend just seventeen |
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Obscene amounts of cash |
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Yet money hungry for my stash to escalate |
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Triple as I excavate |
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Dodgy Rodge holds them keys to the gates |
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Where fortune and fame wait |
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But river's flow with demons and snakes |
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I take the back door, skipping instructions |
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Once you hear, ain't going back |
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You're in a place of mass destruction |
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Talk with force but can you run with this shit |
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And when the heat has started packing |
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Come undone and you slip |
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And as you fall and stumble back to treacherous earth |
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I'm in my kingdom built from wisdom since the date of my birth |
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Everything happened for a reason did my time on the streets |
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And keep searching for the answers till my story's complete |
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And as you fall and stumble back to treacherous earth |
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I'm in my kingdom built from wisdom since the date of my birth |
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Destruction takes over, anxiety kicks in |
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Insecurities flow through, floodgates like liquid sin |
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Strounge swim weak down, speak now |
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Or forever hold your peace as I speak |
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Creep to the top and learn as I seek |
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Never stop till we meet, consumer drop spot, |
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Baby got hot rock, sold ya soul and the clock stop |
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Difference, I'm shifting visions through systems |
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Christen turf untouched with wisdom |
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No college, just street knowledge |
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Religion left behind just me and mine |
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Mind over matter as I flatter more |
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And you stand stagnant with chitter, chatter jaws |
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That of course, don't talk old school crap this is new |
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School bitch where I rule and you slip |
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Two fools in the clique you and yourself |
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Paid tips with hot lips but that's wealth |
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Seen players become greedy, needy turned seedy |
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Been betrayed by the best |
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When they say that they need me |
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Indeed they'll all feed my lies to deceive me |
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But I laugh 'cause it's easy, I changed nothing to something |
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Played fate with some bluffing now I'm hear and it's crushing |
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Rushing through airwaves, incarcerated never |
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And I'm a climb stairways in any type of weather |
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Talk with force but can you run with this shit |
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And when the heat has started packing |
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Come undone and you slip |
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And as you fall and stumble back to treacherous earth |
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I'm in my kingdom built from wisdom since the date of my birth |
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Everything happened for a reason did my time on the streets |
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And keep searching for the answers till my story's complete |
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And as you fall and stumble back to treacherous earth |
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I'm in my kingdom built from wisdom since the date of my birth |