[speaking softly, gradually getting louder]
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One time.. yeah.. yeah..
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Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
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One nigga front, my face on the front page
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Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib
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One God to show me how to do things his son did
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Pure, like a cup of virgin blood; mixed with
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151, one sip'll make a nigga flip
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Writin names on my hollow tips, plottin shit
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Mad violence who I'm gon' body, this hood politics
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Ackowledge it, leave bodies chopped in garbages
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Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us
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Police watch us {*siren*} roll up and try knockin us
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One knee I ducked, could it be my time is up
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But my luck, I got up, the cop shot again
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Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
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Richochetin between the spots that I'm hidin in
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Blackin out as I shoot back, fuck gettin hit! [more sirens]
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This is my hood I'ma rep, to the death of it
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'til everybody come home, little niggaz is grown
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Hoodrats, don't abortion your womb, we need more warriors soon
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Sip from the star sun and the moon
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In this life of police chases street sweepers and coppers
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Stick-up kids with no conscience, leavin victims with doctors
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IF YOU REALLY THINK YOU READY TO DIE, WITH NINES OUT
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THIS IS WHAT NAS IS BOUT, NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!
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[whispering again]
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Yo, all I need is one mic..
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All I need is one mic.. that's all I need
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All I need is one mic.. all I need niggaz
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All I need is one mic.. yeah
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[gradually getting louder]
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All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
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One prayer - tell God forgive for one sin
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Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
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at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them
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Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
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from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
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Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17
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Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
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Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral
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never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent
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Nothin is fair, niggaz roll up, shootin from wheelchairs
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My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air
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I let the shit slide for too many years, too many times
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Now I'm strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines
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If y'all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis
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Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty
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There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
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Led flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut
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THAT WE TAKE THESE BITCHES TO WAR, LIE 'EM DOWN
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CAUSE WE STRONGER NOW MY NIGGA THE TIME IS NOW!!
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[whispering again]
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All I need is one mic.. that's all I need, that's all I need
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All I need is one mic.. there's nuttin else in the world
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All I need is one mic.. that's all a nigga need to do his thing y'know
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All I need is one mic..
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[starting loud this time, getting quieter]
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ALL I NEED IS ONE LIFE, ONE TRY, ONE BREATH I'M ONE MAN
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WHAT I STAND FOR SPEAKS FOR ITSELF, THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND
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Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical
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Talkin all that slick shit, the same way these bitches do
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Wonder what my secrets is, niggaz'll move on you
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only if they know, what your weakness is I have none
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Too late to grab guns I'm blastin cause I'm a cool nigga
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Thought I wouldn't have that ass done? Fooled you niggaz
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What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin
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War gets deep, some beef is everlastin
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Complete with thick scars, brothers knifin each other
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up in prison yards, drama, where does it start?
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You know the block was ill as a youngster
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Every night it was like a, cop would get killed body found in the dumpster
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For real a hustler, purchased my Range, niggaz throwin dirt on my name
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Jealous cause fiends got they work and complain
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Bitches left me cause they thought I was finished
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Shoulda knew she wasn't true she came to me when her man caught a sentence
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Diamonds are blindin, I never make the same mistakes
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Movin with a change of pace, lighter load, see now the king is straight
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Swellin my melon cause none of these niggaz real
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Heard he was, tellin police, how can a kingpin squeal?
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This is crazy, I'm on the right track I'm finally found
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You need some soul searchin, the |