[Verse 1 - Pharrell]
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There's a rainbow everywhere
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Dependin on where you stand
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Whether the dashboard?
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Or the walls 100 grand each
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Double R, interior tan, outside is peach
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Oh you trying to make a deal out in golden beach?
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Or the Florida Keys ducking the Florida Dees
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But you only end up with bricks and sand
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I know niggas that run from the shadows like Peter Pan
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Runnin like it's a Nike commercial but he the man
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What they don't like on site he murk like he the clan?
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Eight balls the size of baseballs like Jeter's hand
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It fecal fam - yea it's the shit
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Zip your face up when skateboard is on the script
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Catch me in the Gap V with some BBC trunks
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Flip flops sippin on cream like it's punch
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I push the spaceship with the chrome lady in the front
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Bendin over like she just puffed Busta's blunt
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I told y'all motherfuckas once, I think I'm hungry
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Finna eat yall niggas' lunch
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Yall niggas cunts, I'm from the commonwealth
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Where wealth ain't common
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When niggas roll around with
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Chrome solvers looking for problems
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Mouth full of gold, flame when they roll
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Arthritic fingers: niggas bang when they stroll
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Tradin in the hats for the cane and the gold
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The golds for the chain and the cane was on swole
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Ayo Tip get these peon niggas told
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[Verse 2 - T.I]
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Still stand tall when it all falls down
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Whether Hollywood hills or a 1 horse town
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You should know better
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There's no better than these 4 letters
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Mo' than ever niggas want me dead
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Cause they're starving and I'm getting fed
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But fuck em anyway
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I'd rather be me on my worst day
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Than to be a sucker nigga on his birthday
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All cake no candles, just a living example
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10 toes down all out no sandals
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Godfather, a young Marlon Brando
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Let me make sure they understand yo
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Hear ye, here ye, you wise you fear me
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Real niggas on their shine, much obliged, merci!
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Everybody want to criticize him about how bad he ended up
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Look how bad he could've been
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I could've caught a body sold a brick to somebody
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Who volunteered my information to the federales
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I made it out of all of that like I ain't gonna be proud of that
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So petty shit, you sticking to me
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Give me all you got of that
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Doing this for all my niggas
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Who about to go to prison and let a nigga kill them
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So we leaving this PO snub nose in his denim
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Trap or death is waiting
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Round the corners that he been in
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On bended knee, God forgive us, we've been sinnin
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In our defense, look at the options we've been given
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Laying in the prison cell staring at the ceiling
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Back in this bitch again
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I guess they werent bullshitting huh?
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Still wonder where it all went wrong
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Since Phil got killed I ain't never moved on
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Like I'm still in the club where the blows got thrown
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When my crown fell down and I got dethroned
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Bunch of niggas around but I feel all alone
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Like a piece of me is missing, guess it never came home
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Probably died in a van when it all hit the fan
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Save the life of a friend
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We don't all get the chance
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Now here I stand with blood on my hands
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Tryin hard to explain so his mom understand
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I dun fought for the loss for the soul of a man
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Only soldiers know how that'll take a toll on a man
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Burden of the World of my shoulders: heavy
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Visibly composed, my emotions buried
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Scary, so if I pop a pill
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Smoke a blunt or take a shot
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Ya'll let a niggga live
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Still baffled how my life unravelled
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In the meantime time just travelled
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Can't see behind the walls of my castle
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Opinionated pions son but who asked you
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I tell you what you do
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Take your 2 cents
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Kick rocks to a fountain pitching to make a wish
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Shit, if wishes had wings, they'd all make it to heaven
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And we'd all be kings
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Here Ye, Hear Ye
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| T.I. |
