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Now let me re-introduce
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myself the un-welcome guest
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restless critically acclaim
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Qwon now ya know
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my name never ask
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for the fame
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always pointed at
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for the blame
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brought back for
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my paper to look
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right for the 06'
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claim in the mix
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to add the flicks
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gotta a new pair of kicks
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makin senoritas
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rub on there tits
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with that bangin shit
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In the LR G'd up
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been on tour with
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the finest it
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aint about what cha say
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but how ya say it
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deliver without
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the static been on lockdown
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waiting for karma
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to take control of shit
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you can hate this or
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try to relate to it
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im about fast cars
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catching cases
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killing the song
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with only 16 bars
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we live like what it is
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rap stars we are
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Is it my clothes
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is it my shoes
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is the way I sag or
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how I drop them jewels
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regardless of ya haters
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still remain cool
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stay in bout 20steps
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ahead of ya fools
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quit hatin son
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matter of fact hate my skills
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hate the fact
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I move units without
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record deals
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much love to the people
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getting that bread
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not worrying about
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what he or she said
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that type of bullshit
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ya sippin on haterade
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like gatorade
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im LA made leavin haters
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dimmed in the shade
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keep runnin ya trap son
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ya getcha necks
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twisted like french braids
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bitch runnin
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there traps like hoes
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real playas get paid
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doing what they suppose
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now I don't give a
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fuck who you are
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and who you be
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if ya betrayed me
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don't give me daps
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when ya see me
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in the streets
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with my peeps
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you'll end up stabbed
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and fuckin stuffed
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in the streets muthafuckas
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Green light got
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ta go to take flight
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too late to shoot a kite
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here to spot ya'll the light
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wen't from coast 2
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koast LA 213
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never seen ya'll at
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my post yous getting old
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5year head start
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and your Lp's
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anit even turned gold
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played your parts to
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achieve the best
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screenwriter actor
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nominee think of
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me the trustee
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im a see you when I see you
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better make like bruce lee
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we were made guilty
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to let the quilty free
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til this day conspiracy
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it is what it is
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fuck a theory
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maybe you had add
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i hope it wasn't
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for the money
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if you street oh shit
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I forgot you ain't
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should of known to
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expect from poverty
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should of got with upt
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been around a century
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camoflauge the weaponary
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never subliminal
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we feed of controversy
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success is the best revenge
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ya can't fuck
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imma street disciple
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a ghetto prophet
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i grip my rifle
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while lead exploded shit
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my lyrics are
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scripture out the BIBLE
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ya wanna come test me son NAW
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y'all just rivals
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i keep the pistol close
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when I walk the streets
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its a cold world
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but im warmin up
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while I be packin the heat
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now Yo one let the drama began
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im bout to pour my heart and
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soul through this pen
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put fear into
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the hearts of men
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i'm da voice of an
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average muthafucka starvin
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multiple felons
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gots me robbin thangs
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lost in the game cuz the
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brains aint the same
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The systems corrupted
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we can never win
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knowledge without reason
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is like the earth
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without the season
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you cant never prosper
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ya created a monsta
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an urban mobsta dog
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its clear to see
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that the powers that be
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don't give a me
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fuck about me
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fuckin haters
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like bitches on PMS
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that of the week
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