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[Intro: Saigon] |
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"Bread and Circuses" |
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Ha ha, welcome |
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[Chorus: Saigon] |
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I hope you got what you paid for |
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I hope you got what you paid for |
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I ain't even gotta say more |
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I hope you got what you paid for |
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I hope you got what you paid for |
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I hope you got what you paid for |
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I know you got what you paid for |
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Haha |
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[Saigon] |
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E'rybody ballin, huh? E'rybody winnin |
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Ain't nobody poor no more, e'rybody's spendin |
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Naw, we just caught in a world that we call pretendin |
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where pretend-to-be *******z been pretendin from the beginnin |
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The minute women are sinnin, in a minute just listen to the infants |
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They morals becomin so inconsistent |
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Lil' boy with his wrist split, little girl thinkin strippin is a business |
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That's cause her mother wasn't against it |
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E'rybody gettin it, e'rybody trappin |
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Who the heck is listenin if e'rybody rappin? |
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Kinda knew this was destined to happen |
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Rappers no realer than wrestlin and actin and the message is lackin |
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But once again Saigon bringin you the realest |
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If I ain't the illest then what'chu talkin 'bout Willis? |
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Trillin, "G.S.N.T. Chapter 2" |
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And just repeat after, matter fact, after you (okay) |
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[Chorus w/ ad libs] |
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[Saigon] |
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How you supposed to be the wildest and you got a stylist? |
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Say that you really smoke but never puffed it out the chalice? |
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Only (Clipse) you probably ******* with is Pusha and Malice |
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I told you to cut the bull*******t, now you full of the cow piss |
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How's this? I'm like Money Mayweather in Round 6 |
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'Bout to start turnin it up out this ******* |
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I'm (Too Legit) like Stanley Burrell |
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I'ma die doin what I love, I'm the rap Tammi Terrell |
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Told Puffy my nose stuffy, dawg I can't even smell |
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Cause I'm sick from doin this *******t, it's finna land me in jail |
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Tell Baby I need 80 and if not then I'ma go holla at Shady |
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One of these muh'******s is gon' pay me |
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I'm crazy and in the best shape of my life |
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State a price, make it nice, you gon' go on vacation twice (twice) |
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I'm tellin you man |
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I'm worth every bit of that 80 million DOLLARS! |
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[Chorus w/ ad libs] |
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[Saigon] |
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Yeah yeah, check |
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Before my daughter, before they bottled the water |
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We was flippin the bricks, he mix and slide to the border |
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Come back with some *******t 'bout the size of Rock of Gibraltar |
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Paper, *******, power, pain in chronological order |
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Coola got locked, product was gettin shorter |
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We knew he'd do some time and then the cops would deport him |
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****** feds have record him in the comfort of his own home |
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We would just slip up and talk business on his home phone |
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We was on the home-grown, he was blowin the hydro |
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I think it was hydro; how the ******* should I know? |
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I was duckin the 5-0 tryin to get the case gone |
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Went to Miami to see family, Haitian Ason[?] |
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And wasn't tryin to stay long |
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Just to pick up enough yay to lay on |
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Least 'til I had enough to get weight long |
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Aiyyo I gotta find this 66 dollars man |
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What you gon' do for that man? |
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I got you though |
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What's up? |
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[Chorus] |
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[Outro: Saigon] |
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"Bread and Circuses" |
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Go in... |
