Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
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Some learn slower and lag in the mud
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Some stand up in defense of a style
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Some let the big dogs eat them up
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At exactly 11:35pm on January 21st I fell asleep sound
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At exactly 11:35pm on Januray 21st some shit went down
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[Aesop Rock]
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Now Benny was a New York City crime kingpin
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Five borough fame, guaranteed to itch pigskin
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Raided near the Brooklyn Naval yard, juxed an undercover
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When they asked him what he pled he said, "You're fuckin' up my colors!"
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[Mr. Lif]
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Okay, Jose is working in the slaughterhouse
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Said he's living in the hood, but he wants to get his daughter out
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Slipped off a ledge, and fell into a machine
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Another dead immagrant, that's the American Dream
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[Aesop Rock]
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Miss Molly, helpless, made a penny with a data entry temp gig
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Overqualified by the rent's thick
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Red brick bash with a text green screen
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Like, "I entered my data right into your screen"
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[Mr. Lif]
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Jane went insane, she's an anchorwoman
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Sick of pushing skewed information
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And abusing the nation
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Had a few options
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Either jump or run
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Quit or cold raise hell waving a gun
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Time for C-H-A-N-G-E
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Held a knife to the VP on TV
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She demanded that the format be expanded
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Beyond fair, everybody clear, understand it?
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[Aesop Rock]
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Billy was a coke fiend
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[Mr. Lif]
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Maggy was a cop
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[Aesop Rock]
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Like a dope he stole cream
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[Mr. Lif]
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She patroled the block
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[Aesop Rock]
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Banking off his old scheme
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[Mr. Lif]
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She recognized his plot
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[Aesop Rock]
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He thought he was home free
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[Mr. Lif]
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She knew that he was locked
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[Aesop Rock]
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Now it's off to the jail in a blue squad car
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[Mr. Lif]
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She pocketed the crack before they got far
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[Aesop Rock]
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Billy watches Maggy from behind steel bars
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Like "Where the crack went?"
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[Mr. Lif]
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"I'ma smoke it tomorrah"
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[Aesop Rock]
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They call him Larry Luck
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Blackjack, big spender
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He was married once
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Till he bet her ring finger
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Seen leaving Las Vegas
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With a pick up truck, diamond
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Fourty large, and beautiful wife piece less
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Than what he came with
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Hitched to the crib found nickels in the couch
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Hitched back to the casino with in an hour
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Said "I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents"
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And was immediately shot to his death over debts
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[Mr. Lif]
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As Colin died, his mother cried
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By the EMS survived
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Said that he could be revived but they lied
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Afterlife realized that water from the skies
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Washes pain from our eyes so our hopes could rise
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[Aesop Rock]
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Now, J.J. punch drunk, acts like a dumb fuck
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Bum touched girls looking young enough to thumb suck
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Once sought a life thought it right to rat him out
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Now gets raped by aryans in the big house (OUCH!)
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[Mr. Lif]
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Ted did 20 years for growing some weed
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Though he used to snort coke and dabble with speed
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Welcome home, homie, here's a blunt with that
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You know the rules, bitch, take two and pass
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Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
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Some learn slower and lag in the mud
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Some stand up in defense of a style
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Some let the big dogs eat them up
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At exactly 11:35pm on January 21st I fell asleep sound
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At exactly 11:35pm on Januray 21st some shit went down
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[Aesop Rock]
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I got one Jack for Jill
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Jill won't, Jack will
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Jill didn't, then did it
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Jack fell
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No cellophane secrets, but yeah
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I guess I sensed you felt bumps in the tar
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No cell
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But hell, you jump the bar so well
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Pardoned your partners bail and dipped
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I'm New York harbor
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Tale of a sail, ripped sorta
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Stuck on purpose for tha love of birthplace
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But would have carried you home inside of my teeth anyday
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Turns out I wasn't cast in the master plan anyway
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He holds no grudge, holds his tongue, wow
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Same one she used to hold in both smiles
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Dagger, the instinctual last shout if it killed me
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So you can ride up in the sun city guilt-free
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One year passed, the table is wobbling and your hollerin' back
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Sippin the fits you skip when shit cracked
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I never missed it
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Now the long haul bullshit kit's kicked into the same
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Shoebox with the flicks and lipstick
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I'll love you forever, cuz you know me better
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For the record, at one time, would have married you in a second
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But killed the rekindling dreams, and navigate the friendship
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Or else by the time the stress airs out we'll both be dead and friendless
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11:35 (Feat. Mr. Lif)
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| Aesop Rock |
