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Yeah, yeah, |
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M.I.C., yeah, yeah |
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My arms are heavy, knees weak, palms are sweaty |
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Niggaz wanna see me gone already |
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From this song on to song, you 'bout to be swept away |
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Yesterday is long gone |
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I took some time to redefine my style |
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I kept my cool, summers behind the clouds |
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You lames can't put me in the same category as a rookie |
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Nope, my name ain't new |
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Rappers can't push me as high as |
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I canPush myself, you not inspirin' |
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The stolen spot is open, |
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I chose to not listen |
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And I don't even know what's hot or we dissin' |
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Or who's consistent, who's nice or not |
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Who's on top, or who's wife is sniffin' |
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Or who's meltin', soon to be failin' |
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All I know is the way the streets felt 'bout boom |
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Regardless, nigga pump yo brakes |
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Ya car is movin' fast, we will lump your face |
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Regardless, me and |
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Cash'll come |
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And take yo ass away far, nigga don't play |
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Regardless, the |
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M.I.C.We kickin' ass and takin' names you can't |
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IDRegardless, me and |
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Dre is comin' |
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Out to play wit' you today, it's curfew |
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D-Elite, we comin' wit the lightin' and thunder |
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Under the rain, to pump it you need a jeep |
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You need at least some speakers while ya glued to ya seat |
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And cruisin', while |
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I creep through ya system |
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I'm gon' be heard as |
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God is my word |
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Deliverin' the kind of murder |
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Koch don't deserve |
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The real will cop it, every label in the world |
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Look out for me, |
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I will kill yo roster |
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I will shut this shit down |
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And on top of that |
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I could fuck your bitch now |
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It's hard to believe that |
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Columbia couldn't market me |
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To do numbers like |
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D-12 at least |
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I played myself for radio play |
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I never dance but the skill itself is a second chance |
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I'm back wit two's by me, start the beef |
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I'm 'bout to part these streets like |
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Bruce Almighty |
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Regardless, nigga pump yo brakes |
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Ya car is movin' fast, we will lump your face |
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Regardless, me and |
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Cash'll come |
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And take yo ass away far, nigga don't play |
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Regardless, the |
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M.I.C.We kickin' ass and takin' names you can't |
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IDRegardless, me and |
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Dre is comin' |
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Out to play wit' you today, it's curfew |
