[Verse One]
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Oh here we go again, mics pissed off
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Rhyme for a year think he's all Hip Hop
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Well excuse me please Mr. 10 year veteran
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It looks like the fame might be going to your head again
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Look I've had it up to hear, always talking me down
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Bossing me around, scared I'm taking your crown
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Not even in the slightest
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Ya we'll see
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Man you wouldn't write shit if it wasn't for me
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You Ain't have no cd's no free beats, no trips you
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Ain't Grateful for none of that shit
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wait run it back kid, you Ain't paid me a buck
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why you think I never had money for that stuff
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Cause you cant keep a job
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Man neither can you
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I left home in 98' mom and pops still ya crew
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Fuck it I'll get personal, put it in perspective
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You grew up with a silver spoon and never learned a lesson
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Everything was handed to you
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That wasn't my choice, mom and dad only had enough
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money for only one boy
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And that's me more skill more sick more ill
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more spit more flow, let's go, no joke
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No bro let me tell them how it really is
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I'm more ill more balanced more real and more talented
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We constantly have these rivalries [x5]
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Okay enough with the singer man I thought you were a mc
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Ya I spit raw, and sing a smooth melody
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I'm multi talented, you stick to the basics
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You find what you good at and never ever change it
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Ya I found what I'm good at, I say I got a formula
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Still keep it fresh not the same old boring stuff
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Everyday you call tho
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Bro you're the sickest just give me a beat man come on
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I'm fuckin rippin'
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Some things never change
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Ya I'm still getttin hand outs, jsut got my first pair of Hammer pants now
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You a second rate rapper
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What? Gettin better cause I rhymed for a year and your boys think I'm better
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Ohhhh, I'll give you credit you can rhyme
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But you only just started and already in your prime
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Your only going down while I'm slowly going up
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Gettin higher in this game while your only smokin up
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Fuck you!!!
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Fuck you!!!!!
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Bitch I've had it with your attitude
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Ya but I'm your brother so really what can ya do?
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Your still gonna give me beats for free
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Your right, I hope you blow yo your signed to half life
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And that's me more smart more skill more sick more ill
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more spit, more flow, let's go, no joke
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No bro let me tell them how it really is
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I'm more ill more balanced more real and more talented
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Sibling Rivalry
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