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Music composed by Dallas Austin, Bruce Swedien and Rene. |
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This time around I'll never get bit |
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Though you really wanna fix me |
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This time around you're making me sick |
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Though you really wanna get me |
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Somebody's out |
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Somebody's out to get me |
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They really wanna fix me, hit me |
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But this time around I'm taking no shit |
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Though you really wanna get me |
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You really wanna get me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Had a hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really could control me |
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This time around I'll never get bit |
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Though you really wanna get me |
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This time around I'm taking no shit |
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Though you really wanna fix me |
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Somebody's out |
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Somebody's out to use me |
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They really want to use me |
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And then falsely accuse me |
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This time around |
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They'll take it like spit |
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'Cause you really can't control me |
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You know you can't control me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Had a hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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A hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Had a hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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A hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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(Rap: The Notorious BIG) |
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Listen, I've got problems of my own |
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Flashin' cameras, taps on my phone |
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Even in my home I ain't safe as I should be |
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Things always missin' |
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Maybe it could be my friends |
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They ain't friends if they robbin' me |
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Stoppin' me from makin' a profit, see |
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Apology shallow like the ocean |
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I guess I'll resort to gun totin' |
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If I was dead broke and smokin' |
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I'd probably be by my lonesome |
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I'm a killer nigga I ain't jokin' |
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Endo smoke got me choked and I'm hopin' |
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The fool comes slippin' |
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So I could blow'em open |
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This time around |
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I changed up my flow |
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Got rid of the rocks |
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Got pits by the door |
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I've raised other peoples to watch my back |
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Stay away from strangers |
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So I won't slack |
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And I know my nigga Mike like that |
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Baby |
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(Michael) |
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This time around yeah... |
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He really thought he really had |
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Control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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A hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Had a hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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Control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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He really thought he really had |
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A hold on me |
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He really thought he really had |
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They thought they really had control of me |
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This time around yeah |
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He really thought |
