[Equipto]
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Like that
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Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down...
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[Verse 1 - Equipto]
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Now every move I make, no room to hesitate
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In this competitive game, sometimes you do what it takes
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Through all the rumours and fakes, and break downs
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But havin' unstoppable force you couldn't break down
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And calm down...
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I hear my homie into everything he told me
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To put it down like the one and only
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Baby open your eyes, and adjust to the scenery
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I don't think he really knowin' what that mean to me
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Cuz shit be gettin' so damn real
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You gotta find some direction
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And the game's put to work and shaped to perfection
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So by the time you hear it, you won't even ask
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And Mickey stay dead serious, while doin' the math
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But the incentive, the pride I feel is independent
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There's some hatin, I still get a fucked percentage
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I can't trip, you gotta sacrifice to make it happen
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And I make a reality out of all I imagine
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And keep it controlled, I never let it take a toll
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Although me and my pueblo, five in a row
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I sit low, patrol the whole valley in my soul (oh no!)
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Ain't nothin' stoppin' such a beautiful goal
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I'm like fuck it, ain't none of y'all know me
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Your whole staff and your bitch ass street promotion teams
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I'm like linen, mo' jeans than denim
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Ain't forgettin' no dreams as I bring momentum
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All through the city, I stay on my toes and so witty
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Feel pretty that I'm gon' hit the club with Billy
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Just to let it all out, out spoke 'n smoke
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And be myself and enjoy ridin' every emotion I can feel
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Today I must say, it's dedicated
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For those who can hustle and when they say you couldn't make it
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And always felt the situation changin'
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Not to the top, but to a spot that's sacred
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Yeah, it's like that
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[Verse 2 - Nickatina]
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24/7, Yo I be reppin' every hour
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Cats that know my power, know I plot up in the shower
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After the water hits my back
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I jump up in the act, and rolls me a 20 dolla sack
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It's like that
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It's like that, sometimes I wish it wasn't
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Sometimes I wish I was sober and free just like my cousin
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But now I'm livin' raw, still up in my jaw
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Try'na mack a situation without a flaw
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But check it boss
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I'm so greedy sometimes I can't let you see me
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I'm with my queen aferteeti
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But anyway
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I like to party and play, word to Cassius Clay
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Bust a ballerina, Fillmoe, Nickatina
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My heart goes out, yeah to all the crack babies
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That shit is like deeper than the navy, somebody save me
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It's like a daiquiri, a nine volt battery
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A riddle fiddle 'n giggle, yo at the flattery
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Man I like to eat a gang of prawns
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And talk shit when the Playstation game is on
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I keep a cigar just like Fidel Castro
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Early days of a rap cat that blew madd blow
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Yo! I'm awake like an owl
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Yo! Deep in the town
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Yo! Bustin it bolo and doin' it solo?
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I remember when I first saw a gangsta cry
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And it'll live with me until the day I die
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I cut game with a razor blade
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I had to presad
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And had to speak to the gods on everything I made
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Some think it's complex
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Some think I came blessed
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But you'll find a hustle raised in the projects
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I kick it live just like a forty-five
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And when I die you can say "He lived a rapper's life"
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It's like that...
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And when I spit these raps, it's like that
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That! (featuring Equipto)
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Andre Nickatina |