I got my eyes on the prize, Even if I was blind,
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I still could play them keys, I got Stevie Wonder eyes.
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This shit pumpin' in my veins, Feel it deep within' my heart,
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I'm picasso with a pistol, Make this rap shit look like art,
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Run a circle around the square bitch and tear her brain apart,
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Keep em' stupid, You will think cupid, aimed and shot em' with a dart,
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You was fresh up off the porch, I was fresh up out the porsche,
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Oh let me in time hustla' catch me runnin' with the torch,
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Set a nigga' block on fire feel that heat I'm about ta' scorch,
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Double xl with that flow, You feel the vibe, I'm 'bout to source,
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Just a soldier on a mission that we shal' never abort,
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I ain't even worried 'bout it I got a niggas' support,
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Lean back and kick my feet up and let nature take it's course,
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God got a plan for me, Just some things you can't force,
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Lay a violent hand on me and a nigga' see the morgue,
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Bitches come between the money, Say goodbye, You see the door,
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Dolla' bill the same nigga, Million bust up bitchin' poor,
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Niggas' handcuffin' bitches, Whatcha' catchin' feelins' for,
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Keep em' to a minimum, You raisin' my tempeture,
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Make it sound like a movie, Welcome to my cinema,
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Al Pacino, Rob Denero, I am somethin' similar,
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If eva' I be wit' 'em, Pussy poppin' numba' one,
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Bein' as I pull up, Ask them bitches, I'm the one,
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Laughin' at them crackas', Ha ha', Now the rabbit got the gun,
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Once again the flow is crack, When you hear the beat I get cha' numb,
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Represent, Martin park and now Obama 'bout to run,
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Got this city on my back even if it weigh a ton,
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I'm a natural born leada', Momma' raised a champion,
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Came to the conclusion, That we need a solution,
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Drugs in our community to stop that pot polution,
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Let's start the revolution, Build an institution,
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We still want 3rd a person and that's in the constitution,
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Workin' for the man, I disagree with prostitution,
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You see that percussion, Under my seduction,
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I'm on that different planet like I've been through an abduction,
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Beat that track up, I think I gave it a concussion,
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Get high I be buzzin, Rain on that production,
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I'm slightly out my mind, Sometimes I wonder how I function,
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Fellows I be bustin, Chronic I be puffin,
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Drizzle on your brain and when I'm done I stick the fork in,
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He hangin' with them pigs, You know them cops, We call them pork men,
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Nothin' but dishonor so I can neva' support them,
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Put them on my momma', Words of Obama,
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See they can take your freedom but neva' can take your honour,
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Rain
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