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Take my mind on this road, you too |
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I took my mind on this road, way through |
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I take your mind on this road, you do |
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I took my mind on this road, way through |
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I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
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These streets make it so hard to breathe |
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Highs and my lows |
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Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
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The stench from the smoker's smoke, so ferocious |
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Winos in the alley, nearly slumped over |
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Demons in they eyes, glassy, no Folgers |
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Wake up sober, kill you for a cold one |
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Snotty nosed rascals, big ratchet toters |
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Give it up slowly, click, clack, it's over |
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Something like Velcro, stay attached to corners |
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Hood rats plotting, riding for the blue cheese |
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All for the Gram, grams and a new weave |
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All they got is spandex pants, and some loose knees |
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*************s taking chances, tip-toeing with two P's |
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No one's exempt, weak or strong they do bleed |
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Candle light vigils, closure if they do leave |
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Bullets have a name defined by different calibers |
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Concrete jungle, beware of different challengers |
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Gotta have the stomach for dookie bags and catheters |
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Play your cards right or be scratching off them calendars |
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I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [01:46.52] |
These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [01:48.48] |
Highs and my lows |
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Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
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These waters are murky, crocodiles they lurking |
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Murder rate merging, up and down virgins |
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Guess you gotta play street versions of a surgeon |
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Keep beat bursting, closing down all your curtains |
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When *************t don't go right, gotta question your purpose |
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Denim with them serpents coming back to surface |
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EBT, zero balance, worthless |
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You either leave in limousines or them hearses |
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Too much bad blood, another problem emerges |
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You started the problem you mother******* deserved it |
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Politicking, a lot of liquor, that be the answer |
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They Marlboro, trying to trick them, they be the cancer |
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Gotta get that loose change, you gotta kick a ************* brain |
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Like your name Liu Kang, that be the mantra |
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Stop, look, listen, that's the words to live by |
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Know you gotta stake your claim, like a rib-eye |
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90059, *************, here's why |
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I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [02:42.19] |
These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [02:44.85] |
Highs and my lows |
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Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |
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Get out my pocket |
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A force from the rap game my *************, this ain’t a circus |
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There’s no Ringling Brothers, no Barnum and Bailey |
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Clowned ass *************s get marked out daily, trucked out lately |
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************* *************s get they hat brought to them, you don’t communicate |
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Well hands and the gat talk to you, what’s the convo? |
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Don’t think fast, you end up getting a combo |
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Think situations is calm, then they bomb though |
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Sleeping in the bando, it’s either death or jail |
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Something you never planned for, dreaming about Lambos |
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Wake up *************vering, pillow next to a lamppost |
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Straight up out the mother*******’ crockpot it’s Watts |
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One stops leave you with ****, socks is not boxed |
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No rats, re-rock that got them all losing weight |
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Got all they teeth shot but got a sweet spot |
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Gotta call up Dr. Dre just for the Detox |
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All of this in one zip code, keep the streets hot |
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I don't know why *************s keep ******* with me |
| [03:44.36] |
These streets make it so hard to breathe |
| [03:46.74] |
Highs and my lows |
| [03:48.51] |
Look both ways, where I'm supposed to go |
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Ah, *************t, get out my pocket |