I know this dude named Eddy
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Had a semiautomatic tech and a machete
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Used to cop wait for him
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Who? He was friendly
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Had the same beef with this dude I wanna bury
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African cat, told him how to smoke ganja
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Funny style and fucked up head
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His head was bogus
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He tried to play me on some hating on day shit
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Sucker punch right down in the face
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I ran away quick
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My man Jason just sat there
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He didn't chase him
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I'm like what the fuck,
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You let him get away, son?
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My finger in the air like
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All y'all is gay, son
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The reason why I been One Dae since day one
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This whole time this Portorican bitch
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Laughing at my bloody lip
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Lucky I ain't slap on some ugly shit
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Thought that she was in the whip
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Trip, that's a funny shit
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Last week I holler at this bitch and some other chick
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[Hook]
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Take a look around, this is my life
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These are my friends,
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Wander why I'm holding a knife?
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This is a gun, you wonder why I'm pocking it back?
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This where I live, you wonder why I'm talking like that?
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I went to school with this dude, Black Larry
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Used to cut class, burn hells, he was pallie
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Even wrapped with his fat cousin, and fat buggin'
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Fat gold chain, he like "man, what you pumping?"
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I'm like "what, yo? I ain't a punk", so we laughin'
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He wasn't really cool like that
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It was just rappin'
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The One Dae, aye, yo, bustin', what happen?
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His cousin, Stocky Brian, Spanish Mickey with glasses
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Try getting tough with me, cause they knew I had my stuff with me
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But I ain't even cut a gutter for a buck fifty
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I try back and I'm down with one hand
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Brian start swingin' his hands, nothin' land
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I duck one, turn around and I look
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Little Mickey grab my book bag
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Shooking it up, damn, you motherfuckers get ... in school
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Lucky you ain't seen me creein' in an ... with tools
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[Hook]
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Knew this Damien, flap top cat, a cool character
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Q P's and Berkeley cheap, go get a gat for ya
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I used to meet him south station to Ashmouth
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Damien was like Wolverine, hiding his stash paw
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I knew it, but I never was one to listen to it
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I bought sisty with no crew
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What the fuck I'm doin'?
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I see my man Shawn, he usually call
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From fifth grade, but today he look unusually awed
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Face drain, like he got a lot f shit on his brain
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He didn't even say what's up
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He didn't see me, but hey
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I didn't really think it's nothing, kept steadily steppin'
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Next day I found out he put a skep to his melon
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Heard he called his man Jahmills with the funny arms boggin'
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Counted backwards from ten, and then he bucked it
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Now that's some fuck shit
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he wasn't the type
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To be ball cat, thirty, go pro, that's nice
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[Hook]
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Take A Look Around
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| One Dae |
