Hey...Yo Gav I'm wide awoke, fam. Fox..
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[VERSE 1]
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Am I the most prolific
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Can it be that I'm one of the most gifted
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I swear at times I'm so twisted
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Outta all the occupations in the world I chose this shit
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Momma, tell me, do I have what it takes to be
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Irreplacably the best this place will see
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And yes I'm hated
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And will I go down in history as one of the most underestimated
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Lord, speak to me, are these streets the key?
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We don't snitch, we been sworn to secrecy
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I never claimed I shot guys
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I just came in the game to get my name and rep Fox 5
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I'm so close yet so far but so far
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No stars flow hard like I do
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So many years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thing to rap's bible
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[CHORUS]
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(Now I lay me down to sleep) Oh lord
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(I pray the lord my soul 2 keep)
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Yes, so may years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thng to rap's bible
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(If I should die before I awake) Oh lord
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(I pray the lord my soul to take)
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Fox...I gotta get my rhyme on
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And everything I speak my mind on be word to Big
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[VERSE 2]
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The industry lately's been terrible
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I swear the timing's impeccable
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Labels is bringin' in thin revenue
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I don't mean to toot my own horn bt damn, I'm incredible
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See I gots to be...possibly
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If not the best, yeah, fuck it the best MC
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And I feel they testin' me now
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I don't need Kelly or Beyonce to prove I'm Destiny's Child
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Thin I'm losin' y'all, confusin' y'all
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When I spit all I hear is "ooh's" and "aww's"
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And I don't need doubt
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See it's just me, Red, Gav, Curtains, Mello & Young Mouse
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A small portion of a dyin' breed
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It's Fox-5 slash I-N-E but still
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So many years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thing to rap's bible
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[CHORUS]
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(Now I lay me down to sleep) Oh lord
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(I pray the lord my soul to keep)
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Yes, so may years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thing to rap's bible
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(If I should die before I awake) Oh God
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(I pray the lord my soul to take)
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Fox...I gotta get my rhyme on
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And everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac
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[VERSE 3]
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See, it's the streets that inspire me
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This is my proof of what fire be
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My songs will please the inquiry
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My versatile personal flows written and shittin', it's like diaries
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Never tired my job, I confide in God
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And almost effortless simply defy the odds
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With the best the placin'
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Will I be able to succeed and lyrically exceed my expectations
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If I gain some fame, I'll remain the same
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It's so ill how one bitch changed the game
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And I'mma do it a lot faster
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I probly have to die before they realize I was the best rapper
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Young Fox, I'm a spittin' beast
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This rap game's a puzzle, I'm the missin' piece
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But...so many years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thing to rap's bible
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[CHORUS]
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(Now I lay me down to sleep) Oh lord
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(I pray the lord my soul to keep)
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Yes, so may years you been lied to
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I now provide you with the closest thing to rap's bible
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(If I should die before I awake)Oh God
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(I pray the lord my soul to take)
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Fox...I gotta get my rhyme on
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And everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac
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Lord, this fever is so crazy, man
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I mean...everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac, yes
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Oh God
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Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep
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Foxy Brown |