I'm back like high top fades, I'm back like Jay every Summer
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I'm backed up, someone call the plumber
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Wait, too much shit out my mind
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Moving so much dope, feeling like a drug runner
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And the studio my trap house so I'm gunning for the rats now
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I'm cleaning the white rugs, I'm black tide
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With the American psycho kitchen, you feel me?
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I'm on stainless steel everything
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I want you to shine when you step in my spot homeboy
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Ay yo Cannon, I take a little Vay-Cay since my last time
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But I'm well rested and I'm ready for war, tell me when to go
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See, I gained something with the first go 'round
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John Hancock script cursive style, I ain't doing this to be versatile
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This is me, every word and vowel
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Which regular to me is groundbreaking to others
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I signed a little contract, got a little butter
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You rocked a few shows and you met a few cut-ups
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I'm trying to meet Rosen and leaving with a stud-up
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Mr. Costa, meet the kid that nearly missed a foster home in South America
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Thanks to some selfless acts, now he spits proper and eat shrimp and pasta
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Hip-Hop, what you miss I got ya, here's another free disc to rock to
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These cats softer than Charmin, you thinking I'm Garmin
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Right when the kid re-route ya, you want that good-good?
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Then stay course, I'm a dial up, what you need me for?
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Haters always find something to hate on as my album find something to break
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Most personalities but I done guessed 'em, most punch lines over techno
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Most modern but I'm still retro, do I got this? I guess so
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They say I'm in the position that someone will kill for
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But I was once one of the ones who killed for
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So coming from the stands, I feel the pain
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Since I got some recognition, I don't feel the same
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Normally I say that the industry is still to blame
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But I'm a part of it now and I'm still flames and they still lame
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They got every lines but a nigga still vain, using my still brain
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I only want one thing and it's still fame
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I wanna picture it and live it in a still frame
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They don't got no heart so they don't feel pain
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But I bleed when I make a track, I ride with my mic and my naked back
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You took my art form, I'm a take it back
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No hate, just gotta terminate that ass
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See I came from the future to change the past and I'm here so get used to
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