No doubt I'm in it to win it
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Been makin moves since the womb
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Solar strut, King Tut out the tomb
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Hot begoons, try to pin me up to the boards
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But I check the city thoughts on the album like George
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Metropolis, no stoppin this, rock rockin this, pop lockin this like Benzil
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Or that kid dat porensol use to chill with so dead as a misfit
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Grip, the microphone I'm too legit to quit
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I bit my style from angels on the night shift
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Like who shines so dope but still gives
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It just becomes a curse when evil height gets
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Into the mental path, use to be arts and crafts now its shots and graphs
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Math-matical, man's such a pity
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When you switch up your dity, try to fool Gotham city
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Is you with me, is you with me
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Its fly or die so get live tonight
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Can you feel the sick run the city?
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Is you with me, is you with me
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I said its fly or die so get live tonight
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Or show love to your Gotham city
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L.J.
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Three boys in a car coastin
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Three girls on the stars postin
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Theres just one king and he don't wear wings
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So lets stop the braggin and bostin
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Its like
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Three boys in a car coastin
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Three girls on the stars postin
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Theres just one king and he don't wear wings
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So lets stop the braggin and bostin
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Gotham City
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K-OS |