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What up Kamal? (word up) Doing my thing
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What you think about the def dumb and blind in the 9-6?
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(Word brothers is blind to the fact son.) Can't see,
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can't hear, can't think. A-yo El let me lace this.
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Verse 1:
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5 hours a night sleep is what I get
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No time to sleep I gotta make moves kid
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So I hustle after work during work or on the road
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A man can't achive if he don't have goals
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And that's real that's word to mi abuala
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I tell ya when I was young she said "Son no time for failures"
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So now I keep pressing give thanks for all my blessings
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I'm my own worst critic cause it's important to keep testing
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My skills for future development I progress never regress
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Never let stress get the best of me
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This shit ain't easy being a MC
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I don't wrap no gifts I represent the hip hop industry
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I come to evaluateyour mind with the heavy weight
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Rhymes support the black and fight these devils with the sublimes
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Conscious righteousness theres no way you can fight this
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Rhythm your moving your head because you like this
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Now can I get a witness? Societys choas no time to floss
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Just business
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Hook:
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Caught up in the choas no time to floss just business business
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"Definatly handle it" (x4)
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Verse 2:
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Wheather your a corporate exec or drive an 18 wheeler
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People in the 90's attitude is gettin' iller
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I feel the sign of times is no shorts mad heads are hungary
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And if you floss you'll get caught
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Out there you're scarred apon that ass like tupperwear
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Run all your goods be thankful you're still alive
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Brothers don't jive on the street when it comes to me
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Near a stop light look to your window run your Benz
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You say "What else can happen to me it's a bad day black?"
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Walk into your house and enter a hijack
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Skimask in your face run the combination to your safe quickly
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Feel the nine poke your kidney
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Your in the Twilight Zone of come up
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Where shadey people run up and tell you "Shut the fuck up"
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They lock yp on the count that you luck out
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They snatch your gems plus you lost your Benz
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And your chrome rims
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You was floss now you just lost in the cycle
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You become your own worst enemy your suicidal
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Hook
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Verse 3:
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I knew this girl named Shiela, she was a part time yo deala
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She rocked mad equiped Adida sometimes Fila
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Sometimes Dona Kerrin'
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She always made sure that I knew what she was wearin'
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Shiela had a problem but simply didn't know
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That the fact of the matter was she was too conversational
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She gossiped too much talked about this and that
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Even told strangers the source of her cash stacks
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So one day Shiela met this kid named Jay
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Said he needed two keys by the end of the day
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So she arranged it for this strange kid
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Hooked him up with the source sappose
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The baddest statue of being the boss, ? Shiela and Jay sit down
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commence to get down to buz while the one time surrounds
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Boss puts the yay up on the bar
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Shiela sees Jay green bag starts thinkin' she's a superstar
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One time kicks the door in
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Shiela starts runnin' frantic, lead fills her back kid
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Now you tell me what was Shiela thinking
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Caught up in this choas with her eyes blinkin'
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Hook (x10)
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Just Business
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Defari |