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When all is said and done there's only one |
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Cash and carry, legendary |
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Sagittarius, style's wary |
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And it's very necessary, get it clearly |
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Never scary, barely worried, bright and early |
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Bald head, straight or curly, mundane other worldly |
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No chain, |
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I'm the jewelry that jackers can't snatch |
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The gingerbread the slave masters can't catch |
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Blat, now put your minds on that |
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Get real or get back, quit frontin' and face facts |
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The old timers say we're living in the final days |
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Gun smoke, young folks living any kind of way |
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Gangster holiday, greedy snakes and hideaways |
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Meanwhile soldiers take it straight through their armor plates |
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Crash hit the market gates, marvels of the modern age |
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Access is instant and treachery is common place |
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I sense the dangers and |
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I'm not afraid |
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Because when all is said and done there's only one man up |
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Playboy playing the game, boy |
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Pull back spectacular aim, boy |
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Say what you say, boy, whoever could make noise |
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And ride range off in the same voice |
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Conduct an arrangement with definite language |
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It's pure inspiration for this generation |
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Speak true free love' |
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Cause when all is said and done there's only one |
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And the one can done so cool |
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Schooling the young like |
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Rev RunQuote pop and till they keep their heads up |
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And when the pressure comes down press back and press up |
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Fret not ghetto world, guess what |
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God is on your side, the devil is a lie |
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The empire holds all the gold and the guns |
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But when all is said and done there's only |
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B O O G I |
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E M A N |
