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I killed her with + |
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The Realness+ now |
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I'm bringin new life |
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Prestige is an illusion people tend to lose sight |
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I will always be |
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Cory, youngest child of |
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Dorothy My brown eyes mirrors the pure ferocity |
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I slung to eat, held my first heat with curiousity |
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Slept with it, rep with it, streets empower me |
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I came from curses, cuffs, and suede |
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Pumas To painting slums as visual as |
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James Evans |
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Jr. I became a criminal when few though |
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I wasn't My shot wounds, my birthmarks a thug injustice |
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Aint with the |
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Yanks The quarters not working |
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I question my purpose in life |
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It must be to write, son |
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I'm very determined |
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I child of the ghetto like a very young |
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Sherman Breed not molded, the chosen upholding unwritten laws of those behind walls closed in, picture me rollin but don't look at me differently on the strengh that |
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I'm holdin |
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This is Mega you never heard my chain got stolen |
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I pitch like |
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Randy Johnson |
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Dudes needed work |
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I assist like |
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Magic Johnson |
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Before rap my name was ringing in the projects |
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We took the block and props off every gram cooked rap game and change gon' come like |
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Sam Cook And |
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Big didn't give the crown up and this means his unwilling departure still makes him king |
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Cor-Mega, |
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RAW forever, still born in |
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Bedstuy, never ran never will |
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My life is very real a tri-beam couldn't measure my skill |
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The True Meaning+ who wanna bring it, |
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I'm right here... |