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Royce is goin' to fuckin' kill you |
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Huh, true motherfuckers know |
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This be the realest shit |
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I ever wrote |
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Yeah, up in the studio, gettin' blowed |
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Truest shit |
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I ever spoke |
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How can I go from rockin' wit |
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Dre to fallin' out |
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Wit Shady to popin' my glock on the block to droppin' on |
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KochMistakes that |
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I've made, |
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I've learned to regret |
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Impatiently we blazin' 'em |
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AK's to earn a respect |
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I don' been in the trenches for years in this rap shit |
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Where my name is mention is fear compared to that shit |
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I don' paid my dues, |
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I don' learned more from my mistakes |
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And I don' learn it in any grade in my school |
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I could have made you today, |
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I could raise ya brow |
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On a label that's foul or made you on radio play |
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I can guide myself through the game myself |
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Give you the chills, kill hip hop and save myself |
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I learned to behave myself |
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People choose sides when they figure you die |
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I learn it, they take away my wealth |
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All these niggaz that used to page me, everyday that |
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I dealtBut they all gone, y'all wrong, |
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I page myself, because |
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I do this music for me, |
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I take time and put pride in it |
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This music is me, it's no ruinin' me, |
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I'm the truest |
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MCAs hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be |
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If you was true as me, then this for you, but |
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I do it for |
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I do this music for me, |
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I take time and put pride in it |
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This music is me, it's no ruinin' me, |
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I'm the truest |
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MCAs hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be |
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If you was true as me, then this for you, but |
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I do it for me |
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Every breath |
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I breathe, every second |
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I have to be in a lab |
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Wit young man, makin' a track at least |
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In the basement, rappin' in peace |
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Patiently waiting to blow up and grow up |
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Back and away from this rappin' beef shit |
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All of that should cease 'cause |
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I feel like quittin' |
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Back to the factory, rap for me, when |
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I feel like spittin' |
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Go out and kill a clown a day, don't call me |
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Royce no more |
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It's Ryan, |
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I just threw |
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Detroit's crown away |
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It's only so many times |
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I couldn't let my temper get tested |
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I can't handle this, |
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I'll eventually get arrested |
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I'm on the verge of doin' some things, that won't help, shit |
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Take myself away from my family, is so selfish |
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I can't help shit, lately |
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I been ignorin' rules |
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You takin' care of too many people to go and lose |
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I do my music and speak truly without the influence of movies |
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Or these fools in the street that wanna do me, nigga |
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I do this music for me, |
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I take time and put pride in it |
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This music is me, it's no ruinin' me, |
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I'm the truest |
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MCAs hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be |
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If you was true as me, then this for you, but |
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I do it for |
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I do this music for me, |
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I take time and put pride in it |
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This music is me, it's no ruinin' me, |
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I'm the truest |
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MCAs hot as you need me to be, as cool as can be |
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If you was true as me, then this for you, but |
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I do it for me |
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True motherfuckers know |
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This be the realest shit |
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I ever wrote |
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Yeah, up in the studio, gettin' blowed |
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Truest shit |
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I ever spoke |
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Yeah, hopin' you true motherfuckers know |
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This be the realest shit |
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I ever wrote |
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Yeah, up in the studio, gettin' blowed |
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The truest shit |
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I ever spoke |
