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DMX |
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Miscellaneous |
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I'm Gonna Crawl |
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Uh |
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Live and learn |
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Life's a lesson (life is a lesson) |
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And I'm the teacher |
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[CHORUS:] |
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Dyme enters chorus after first verse |
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First I'm gonna crawl, uh (crawl) |
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Then I'm gonna walk, uh huh (walk) |
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Then I'm gonna stand, uh huh (stand) |
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Then I'm gonna talk, uh (talk) |
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Then I gotta learn, what (learn) |
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In order to teach, (teach) |
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Then I gotta burn (burn) |
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In order to reach (reach), my niggas |
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[Verse 1] |
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Yo, I see what I see, day by day |
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Hopin that the Lord can, pave my way |
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Have I been forgotten, have I forsaken |
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Or maybe I'm just wrong with the moves that I've been makin |
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Hatin others cuz they hate me, over envy |
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Wanna send me, when we used to be friendly |
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Think I started off on top? With multi platinum albums? |
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Naw dog, I started off on the block |
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I just did shit to get shit |
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Niggas always knew I was down to hit shit |
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That's why I stay wit shit |
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Played with shit, but it wasn't a game |
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First time locked down, wasn't the same |
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A whole new world, nothin but close to steel |
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Niggas gettin split for real, miss a good deal |
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They aint call nobody, cuz don't nobody care |
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They got my back against the wall, fuck it I'm just here |
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[CHORUS 2X] |
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[Verse 2] |
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Dog it's like this, when the fog is type thick |
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A nigga might flip, and a nigga bite quick |
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But I stay focused on what's important |
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Supportin my family, fuckin with my dogs and reportin |
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According to the man upstairs, we all got our own problems |
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So why the fuck you worryin about theirs |
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It was a long time ago, look awake, cuz he'll leave you |
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I hear none, speak none, see none, evil |
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All I can do is teach you, what I know |
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How I flow, how I get down, where I go |
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Maybe what I been through, will send you |
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Somewhere, other then where, dreams all out the window |
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I love my people, all of my people |
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And God gon keep me callin my people |
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You gots to live life to the fullest |
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It aint always about the size of the gun, sometimes it's the bullet |
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[CHORUS 2X] |
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[Verse 3] |
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Every day we live and learn, take it step by step |
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And we create our own path, until there's no life left |
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I hold my death, off for as long as I can |
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Knowin my man, is plottin with the chrome in his hand |
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Supposed to be fam, but niggas get shady over money |
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My nigga, pull out the 380 over money |
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Crazy over money, can't do without it |
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I got other shit to deal with, I'm like forget about it |
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It's the one I don't know but must teach that comes first |
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Because he comes with the thirst of a nigga that tatted the worst |
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It's like a curse that's to be lifted, he was there but he gripped it |
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Got a call and he shifted, once he found out he was gifted |
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Gotta kick it from the heart, and I hope you got it |
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It was there from the start, I just hope you spot it |
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Cuz it's my blood on paper, my soul on paper |
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Words to live by will leave a hole in the paper |
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[CHORUS] |
