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Check it out |
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It's a revolution in you head I'm boastin' |
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Like I read the future |
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My execution |
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Used as a stimulate to get you into it |
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Show you my sentiments |
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Mental leasing the flicks |
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Don't hate, Facilitate |
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Whenever you get the break |
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It's always a risk you take |
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Doin' a different take |
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Big mistake rappers make |
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The cake |
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They want it now |
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So they copy whose the hottest now they soundin' funny style |
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I know you hungry pal, me too |
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I need food |
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But I don't redo what he do |
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I'm lethal |
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Like ginseng root |
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Go ahead, attempt to shot |
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Invincible |
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It's flawless like a dentist' tooth |
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Oblivious to all this ignorance |
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They need to get a grip |
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Don't be an idiot |
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In a high state, I transmigrate |
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To a fly tat |
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Make you wanna get cha life straight |
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I'ma introduce the places that I ventured to |
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I get cha proof of a Hip Hop institute |
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It's the truth |
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I'm just being hospitable |
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Sittin' bull |
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The chief I seek the hidden jewels |
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Some just complain about the status of rap |
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They say it's average in fact |
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They wish the eighties was back |
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I say everything's everything |
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Nothin' stay the same |
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And yet, it is the same just given a different name |
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Money's all that matter to you, you sniffin' 'cane |
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You need to uplift you brain, forget the fame |
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You say you get power, if you get money |
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How you get those if you just a dummy |
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(Chorus) |
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Just stay on your toes man |
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In this world that's just how it goes man |
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In Oak-land, gotta get with the program |
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With flows I wanna control the whole land |
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You just gotta stay on your toes man |
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In this world that's just how it goes man |
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In Oak-land, gotta get with the program |
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With flows I wanna control the whole land |
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And keep growin' |
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[A-Plus] |
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Nowadays I hear the same crap |
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Complain rap is trendy not to give anybody with a name dap |
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When did that start |
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It sound childish |
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You went to college but I think you need some extra mileage |
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Underground cats disrespect who that don't listen to (Yeah!) |
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If you looked at my CD rack they'd (you'll) probably diss me to |
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That's so weak |
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Don't speak when a niggarole creep |
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Or I'm finna go deep |
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I heard a MC in a cipher straight lyin' |
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Damn the cryin', talkin' bout real Hip-Hop's dyin' |
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That's some dumb shit |
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That's what I was thinkin' (Uh-huh) |
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But I didn't say nothin' to him cause I knew that I been drinkin' |
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He must be blind as hell |
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Hip-Hop is alive and well |
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He ain't got the mind to tell |
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I rhyme with Del |
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Drink Guiness combined with Ale |
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Never been inclined to fail, applyin' the skill |
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I be tryin' to build with the close-minded |
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But they so blinded I get upset and they get clothes-lined |
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Don't hate on nobody |
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Stay on your toes |
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Even if he got platinum or gold on him |
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Stay on your toes |
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Underground to Commercial cat |
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Stay on your toes |
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I know them or I ain't heard of that |
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Stay on your toes |
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From backpacks and licorice sticks |
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To black macs with ammunition and clips |
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Man I can get with this shit |
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Yeah, it's all the same |
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Some of y'all call it game |
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Say it's either for the props or the fame and all the change (What!) |
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Use what you call your brain (Ha!) |
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The whole aim |
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Home on the range |
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Just stay out my lane |
