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(Cormega) |
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Ain't too many, as true as us |
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Prestidge elluded us, 'til recently |
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Yo son I still be, in the streets |
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Was raised me, and taught me, morals engraved in me |
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I treasure all those who stayed with me |
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Trials and tribulations some assumed |
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I was through |
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I seen smiles on niggas faces, now |
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I'm smilin too |
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At the hawaiin view, they say that |
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I'm the truth |
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Life's a bitch |
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I hope I seduce |
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Look in my eyes you see a childish youth |
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Who grew up in a drug spot, and blew my first shot on the roof |
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My movement's like the automatic top on a coupe |
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Smoothness, like |
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Allen Houston got when he shoots |
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I'm consumed with, the essence of the street |
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I'm destined to be, on a level |
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I've yet to see |
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Son I had 'em so comfortable they slept on me |
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Like the draft did |
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McGrady, this rap shit is crazy (Large Pro) |
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Aiyyo, give me a beatbox, you'll heal my soul |
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Watch me get down for my platinum and gold |
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And keep a fire arm kept |
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Most definately rep, everyday |
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I see sun up |
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So don't you sweat |
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When the chips was down |
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We didn't run we stayed around |
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Now all y'all niggas know what's happenin now |
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It's the come up, the rise of the genuine type |
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That'll just cut through like against suge knight |
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Leavin cuts, bruises, scrapes, scratches and scars |
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Spent a straight decade rappin in bars |
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With oc', but |
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I seldomly flow with the flock |
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Hear the game, make one grain grow into a crop |
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Like farmers, |
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I promise |
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This be large |
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Ain't they're ain't near a nigga who could disregard |
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The science that |
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I drop, cause it's on the world |
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Every man, woman, child, each boy and girl (Large Pro, talking) |
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Yeah mega, you that nigga, don't even worry 'bout it |
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I remember we was doin this show |
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For uncle |
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Ralph Mcdaniels, with nas |
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I watched you come up |
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Now it's your time to skyrocket |
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And flourish on these niggas |
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Shoutout Queens |
