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[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:] |
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How many start a journey, but never see the end? |
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I never ask how, conceive it then speak in wins |
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A man'll work his whole life to see his ego shed |
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I sew it up, needle head, all I need is thread |
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A team can only take it as far as it's strongest leader |
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The streets are red, running with the blood of nonbelievers |
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So play a part, I'll make a star out of a bottom-feeder |
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The Romans fell under his knife but made a god of Caesar |
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For every Caesar, there's a Brutus with a blade of steel |
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For every offense, there's a defense til I break the ************eld |
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For every fake or real, I guess that my fate is sealed |
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Driving drunk off of power trips somebody take the wheel |
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Told travel light, what you hold'll weigh you down |
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Big noise, Bob Dylan you don't make a sound |
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The golden truth, mother******, I don't roll with muse |
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Show improve yourself, ****** am I supposed to do? |
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EPMD, teach a man to fish |
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Learn from me, only if you seek advantages |
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Complaints about the game, you need to speak with management |
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Best crew, Ces Cru, it seems to be unanimous |
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I'm out for action, what the ****** are y'all about, relaxin'? |
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They can doubt my sanity but never doubt my passion |
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And I don't know why they deceivers feed us lies mislead us |
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He who denies what he has seen is worse than nonbelievers |
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I just play the cards the way they're dealt |
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It's hard enough to change the world, I'm trynna change myself |
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The choices is accept the conditions as they exist |
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Or accept the responsibility and change the ************t |
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[Verse 2 - Godemis:] |
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She handed me my change after I completed my purchase |
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I thought of spittin' game but I managed to fight the urges |
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I said "It must be strange for you all alone on the surface" |
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She said it was a curse to be perfect without a purpose |
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Feelin' nervous I stepped in, the opposite direction |
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Her comment resonated, I tried to sever connection |
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Is this the twist of fate that's from karma and misdirection? |
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I'm standin' in the mirror still lookin' for my reflection |
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What am I trynna say, rocking all this ink on my body |
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I'm King, Hathaway, Donnie, most people know me as Godi |
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It's ill though, I kick it like Fei Long with a steel toe |
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They run amok and couldn't give a ****** with a dildo |
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For real bro, my hater-scopin' dumbdar's been on |
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So I don't give a bloody ****** who's droppin' the N-Bomb |
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We bout to shake it up til the plane's fall |
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Then cut through all the tension y'all invent with a chainsaw |
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"Is that a threat?" No it's a request |
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To be correct, it's a requirement, you ******' with Ces |
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And if you try to fix ya place to say that we ain't the best |
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You might as well be tryin' to work a deal with nothin' for less |
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And I'm up in the nest, never depressed of pressin' my tiers |
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Conquering fears and never cavin' from the pressure of peers |
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Swillin' my beers while tellin' Jahova to thank heaven |
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All I need is six Addies, a shot, and a tank seven |
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Tell a ************ I am dynamite, she might blow me |
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And the ************t I'm snortin' is china white, just like O.T |
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Pardon my passion if it's like I'm riffin' my O.G |
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My P and P will K-I-M the day that I O.D, ************ |
