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I'm....So cold with it, |
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The potency of the beat is consistent with the fact that |
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Mos did it, |
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Prolific, not shakin' nor stirred in the presence of those ******s--herbs |
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They only after your bread, them ******' birds; |
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You think they like your haircut fair enough, |
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Live your life partner, |
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Guess I can keep them two cents in my pocket, |
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Add that to these underground rap dollars, |
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Refused the majors and stayed real, |
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I kept my promise, |
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Roll Bambus in the |
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Bahamas, mama, |
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It's either that or them strawberry coladas, |
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XBOX web browser, download an updated |
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NBA roster, |
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Play an 82 game season, condo full of snacks |
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Spitta not leavin', |
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Off brand muh******as, odd number--you are not even, |
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On my level, write that sickness, my ink pen sneezin', |
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Yancy Thigpen can't catch me sleepin', |
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You ear hustlin' muh******a and |
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I'm eatin', |
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Creepin' with my side *******, hope |
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I don't get caught cheatin' |
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New Orleans this morning, |
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New York in this evening, |
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Squintin' they eyes and *******t they can't see him, |
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Fly in the house, buzzin', them bugs can't be him, |
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Illegible letters in my leger, they can't read 'em, |
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Smilin', money pilin', |
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I'm cheesin', |
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Odometer broken |
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I ain't know that |
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I was speedin', |
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Fast livin', slow gin for these ******* |
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I got that game from my |
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Pitt******urg ******, |
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SV Diablo '96, wings lift, |
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Daniel son, crane kick, |
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WAAAAAAH! |
