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Time to get that profit all in |
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Won't rest 'til all my niggers rocket ballin' |
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I don't even think |
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I stopped this mornin' |
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I'm that nigga that usually gets them "what's it called's it" |
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I'm caught, when it's time to get that shoppin' sorted |
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Oh, this Armani blazer, which |
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I got imported |
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Yeah, I like that whip because |
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I'm on the bands |
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Only reason |
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I ain't dropped that forty |
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Chicks see me on the street and they stop and call me |
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Want me to get my willy out so they can toss it for me |
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Got 'em goin' topless for me |
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When she pop it for me, really got me horny |
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Record label contract, my lawyers got it for me |
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Dotted all the |
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I's, and the |
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T's, can you cross 'em for me? |
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You can try and put your crosses on me |
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I watch, hate, |
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I got shooters that'll watch it for me |
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I'm heavy, |
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I'm colder |
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Better me? |
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No sirI could tear apart |
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MC'sBut I'd rather read a book on childcare by |
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Kerry Katona |
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No niceness, |
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I ran out of it |
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Dumb it down a bit, ain't somethin' |
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I'm prepared to do |
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And I ain't ever gonna run out of lip |
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Here's something |
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I prepared for you |
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I tried to relax but being spaced it inspires me back |
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When will |
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I be nice to |
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Katie Price |
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The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah |
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I don't want a tomorrow without friction |
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Jump in to beat, both feet first |
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They make pros eat their words |
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And sit and watch 'em swallow their own diction |
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Uh, Ishi distort that bass |
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Man grew up on a raw estate |
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Now, every time |
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I draw my dates |
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They're like "How the **** did you afford this place?" |
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First place, first place, first place |
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Try and act up them man will address that |
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Call it, put a ****in' man in his place |
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Bitch, I'm great, for goodness sake |
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I ain't got a queue 'cause they know my face |
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Glance at my watch tryin' to wind up on me |
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I was like |
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I ain't got time to waste |
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Get it, I ain't got time to waste |
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Get it, try and get hype in my face, regret it |
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Got a big pit bull and |
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I don't remember |
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The last time |
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I fed it, so don't up set it |
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Let me grieve for the beat before |
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I murder it |
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Don't know my name by now? |
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You shoulda heard of it |
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Why, 'cause |
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I'm murdering |
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Anybody lurking in, close proximity, circling |
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Don't make an example of men when |
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I stride in |
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Dev's has got a tiny temper |
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I'm observing this, learning |
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But know I'm just yearning to burn it |
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I'll fire your agenda |
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Lock me up, might high risk offender |
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Make a man turn on his own team, like an |
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Irish defender |
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I'm a rhyming inventor |
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That's climbing to heights ya not meant to |
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The game's over, so roll over |
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I'm sober, but |
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I'll still kidnap a so-called soldier |
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And bolt in the |
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Rover to Dover |
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Yeah, it's over, the game's over |
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Put up ya' lighters, |
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I clash the |
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TitansFight the fighters, might fight the biters |
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Spit on my flow, got tonsillitis |
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That's on a |
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Monday mornin', ha |
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Takin' over, run straight past ya |
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No warning that |
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I rule disaster |
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Harder, faster, stronger, longer |
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This one here was top of the classroom |
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Stop the lecture, drop the pressure |
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Never say never but nevertheless |
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INever say no to experiments |
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Whether it's tenements, clubs, yards, spitting with eloquence |
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Positive sentiments, having a hell of a time and it's evident |
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Don't question my relevance |
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I've started on this so |
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I'm back in my element |
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Element, element, element, element |
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Uh, I open my mouth, niggas panic |
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The jewel the liabilities, |
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I'm the asset |
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Underdogs are barking up, hush puppy |
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My new chain's got red and blue ice man, |
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I call it my slush puppy |
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Yeah, let me clap them with the reminder flow |
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I was best new comer, time ago |
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Yeah, you've all passed ya sell by date to me |
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I'm different, nigga, |
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I sell out when you at the venue and date to me |
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And now it's game over |
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Kick him out the team but heard he's snaking, he's a cobra |
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Could have lived the dream but now ya' days are done, it's over |
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Should have remembered scheming and your looking for a shoulder |
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To lean on, to wipe your tears on, it's over |
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Breathe, breathe |
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First stretch, the clouds are black |
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My shades are black |
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Let me goThey better let me go, let me loose |
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I'm frozen cold, my veins are blue |
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Hell to home but it's |
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Satan-proof |
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Good as gold, my angels flew |
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Yo, they can't knock down mine |
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Cuffs on flows, |
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I lock down lines |
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I am not human, real life mutant |
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Ask Mick Foley, |
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I'm not mankind |
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Yeah, look under my eyelids |
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All red, I bleed from the iris |
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Like I've been toking on weed, highest |
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Now my brain's on freeze, minus |
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Yeah, I ain't letting it melt |
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I'm stark, haze, |
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I ain't letting it fill |
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Sideline this now separate that |
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I'm stayin' here, |
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I ain't lettin' it gel, ill |
