(Intro)
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Yeah, I'm feeling it. My nigga Mark. My nigga TJ, Josue, Ralf, and Santos here we go
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(Chorus)
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro (just incase yall didn't know)
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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(Verse)
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How many times must I preach, check my lyrics they stick like a leach
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I'm intelligent call me the microphone geek, when I speak just open up your ears
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As I proceed to teach done told yall, three minus two that equals f.U.
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Yall didn't understand ask j-Bone or Teti, they will explain to you
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Told yall I stay cool under the pressure through my life experience.
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(Chorus)
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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(Verse)
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Yo my life experience they so long they can't be measured yeah
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I told yall before if I was ever to be poor, I know that I would find a cure
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I would need more and more get on the floor, move get out the way
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Yall life is messed up, the one that the life that you choose, every weekend is the same
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You go to the bars and you're drunk off of booze
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Chorus)
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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(Verse)
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If yall ever try to challenge me, R, E, H, D, O double G, yall lose B
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I don't play, every day I will write and I get better yes upon the microphone
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Yeah that's me chilling in the south side of H, A, R, T, F, O, R, D C, T
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One day I gotta move to the Bronx New York City that's where my nigga J-Bone he be chilling yo
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Chorus)
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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Watch the way that I flow, Not an amateur but pro
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Watch My Flow
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| Reh Dogg |
