[Watts]
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its goin down, repesentin H-Town make sure you pick up the Southern Classic
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Get Ya Mind Correct Swishahouse player, N Paid in Full
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[Paul Wall]
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I'm not the type that likes to think about the times I was broke
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reminisce on how everybody thought my rhymes was a joke
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I played if fair while competitors were buying their vote
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But thats life I ain't crying I cope
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They talk about I owe them somethin, but they the ones thats holdin me back
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They the same people bringing me down
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Thats why anytime I hop up on the mic there ain't no holding me back
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Watch I show ya'll the meaning of clown
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Until I'm under the ground
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They won't disrespect or slander my name
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It takes more than a strong mind to handle the fame
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I'm walking one path in this broad, scandalous game
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If you don't have an umbrella don't stand in the rain
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It gets deep boys losing they life cause of their rappin
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Get jacked lose their car cause of their cappin
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Alot of cats exaggerate things that they lackin
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But I'm real baby ain't no actin, just real action
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[Chorus: Chamillionaire singing]
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Seems Only Times When I'm Balling Balling Balling Balling
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Foreigns, Lacs Are Crawling, Now Hood Rats Are Calling
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My Stacks Is Tall and To Them Baps and Frauds But Hey
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Where Was You At The Other Day
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Never See Myself, Falling Falling Falling Falling
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Picture Me Falling Off from Rappin Back To Starving
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No Lacs Or Foreigns, Gucci Hats Or Jordans Hey
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I Couln't Ever See The Day-ay-ay
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GYMC Song
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Paul Wall |