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(sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees) + Fat Joe |
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I can see loneliness, heading my way |
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The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day y'all) |
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Now your shadow's gone away, you took awayyyyy |
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(Fat Joe speaking over sample - can't be heard) |
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Crack, uhh |
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Yes, things of that nature, uhh |
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Yeah, uh, yo |
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No I'm not lettin y'all take me out the game |
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And no I ain't lettin y'all niggaz ruin my name - it's CRACK! {*echoes*} |
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... That's right, the welcome mat on the ground ain't the same |
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Damn right ya homey Joe done changed |
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Let's be honest y'all niggaz left me to die on that cold December day |
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BUT, I survived; so much if you thought I |
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would pull up in the corner and die, not I |
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... No people, not me |
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As long as Streetrunner keep makin them hot beats |
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I +SHIT+ on you haters on that 'Beat Novacane' |
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Make hits for the ladies with my niggaz Cool and Dre, CRACK! {*echoes*} |
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... Know if you mention the name |
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You mentionin, Big Pun, Terror Squad and the pain |
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And the pain has been the only status cat in the game |
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Relevant, {?} so much niggaz love to take aim |
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Cause I'm... |
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Yeah I'm lonely |
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It's hard bein the only real nigga in this shit man |
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Cook Coke Crack, Terror era's the Squad cocksuckers |
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Things of that nature |
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It's a new regime it's a new day cocksuckers |
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{*sample: "I need your love"*} |
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I spit blaze all, napalm, the mic technician |
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Coulda blazed y'all but gave y'all a slight condition |
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Never to defy my wishes |
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I'm the king of NY, all these other niggaz liars and bitches |
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Who you know spit dope, with a name like Cook |
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Niggaz say, that he ain't, but ain't I good? |
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Got the whole fuckin industry shook; matter fact the streets |
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Cause all the killers come home clappin for me |
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Ain't no peace on the streets with these Spanish kids |
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Just another cop beating in Los Angeles |
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Yup! You guessed it the President didn't say shit |
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'Nother vacation, chillin in Camp David |
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And they wonder why the hood's so hot |
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My pops locked up, my moms cooked rock |
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And just the other day Lil' Troy got shot |
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over a 2 dollar dice game, way to lose your life mayne |
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Yeah, this is things of that nature |
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You gon' get a variety of shit, a-ha-ha |
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It's a new day, new regime, new change |
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You don't like it fuck you |
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But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album |
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Big Pun forever, Ton' Montana forever |
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Uhh, Kato, yeah - CRACK! {*echoes*} |
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SHIT on y'all niggaz |
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(R&B sample to fade) |