["Sunset Park" soundtrack]
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Booty rappers posin' as gunclappers get bitch smacked...need to switch To bein'
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Actors, image is all ya after, ho galacta in the lip, the clappers and The clips will
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Flip a flow like divine be turnin' tricks. Ima take mine wactha like When the beat
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Come soft, I leave darkness where there used to be your front teeth. I'm Heartless,
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When it comes to havin' the back of my partners, yeah we artists but Testin' us ain't
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The smartest. You can huff, puff, but blow me down I doubt it kid, or Get yo' ass
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Whooped behind what ya mouth did. You need more "Hail Mary's" than a Catholic,
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Yo ass aint slick I'll mess your shit quick. I got connects, I get stuck Like glue stand
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To the F you I had to make it so your parents forget you. Cause if I let You get
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Over and then I pass you, think you can do it on a reg so Ima wreck you.
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[Chorus:]
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Elements that I'm among, these none. Fools be gettin' done, but over Dumb
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Reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I'm among, these none. Betta Check it out
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Before you become one. Elements that I'm among, these none. Fools be Gettin'
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Done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didnt Know. Elements that I'm among, These
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None. Betta check it out before you become one.
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Now you said no tricks in '86 it's time to build, now we gone be pushin' '96 and
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Niggas still gotta kill. Tryin to keep it real... but is it really real?
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If you could fly Is it? Get between my legs, you fuckin kid you'd be the man but hold ya Head.
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Because if a fifth was a fifth we all be drunk... nigga dont, put no Yayo in my
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Blunt. I just, wanna bring the funk like a puma.. yo wannabe niggas is Fired or be
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The ill reputed. You throw shade, I throw it too, more than you can Chew... I get
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Back at you, lyrically hack at you. I keep the facts here, I keep it Real hell yeah, I
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Keep the facts there, dont make me hate you like a papsmear, thats Where, I get
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Ticked, matter fact in the '96 I'm also pistol grip pump on my lap at All times shit.
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Niggas be on some black on black crime shit. And I can't let it slide Cause I'm
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Terrified that I might be the next homocide, the pound is on my side.
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[Chorus]
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Niggas be all in my face like government be in my check, every time I Pick up the
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Mic and begin to wreck. But right now my job is more important than a Nigga,
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I'm in to peace, its so tricky this ain't the way I figured. An evident I wasn't
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Raised that way, we kicks a grip to stay that way, and I'm tryin' to Stay "forever
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Free," like AZ... baskin' in the riches of this hip hop M U S I C. 'Cause when the
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East is in the house, "Oh My God!" Is right. I know girls that's givin' Niggas fair
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Fights, so you damn right. Ima stick up for mine, like a queen at a bee, And Ima
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Get my own rythm wihtout a "G". Hey, if ya kiddie come come, well ya Need to
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Run run, like a bee yall get stomped, by my diggy dumps dumps, all Because of ya
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Tounge. And I'll be lampin' in the sun when the day is done.
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[Chorus]
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Elements I'm Among
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Queen Latifah |