*featuring Sonny (P.O.D.)
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[Common]
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Yo!
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[Chorus (x8)]
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Electric! Wire! Hustle! Flower!
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[Common]
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Blood and magic dripping from me
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True thugs and addicts I grip an entry
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Enter this game with tricks and envy
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I forget game to remain an emcee
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Rooms in this mind that's still empty, only fufilled through prophecy
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You stoppin me, you see I'm tryin to catch this plane
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You must be slow nigga, catch your brain
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It's fresh, but it is some stress and pain
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Got hos?, Ho nigga respect the game
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I talked to cab drivers about the fast lane
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And Islam, masters and shakras? and beyond
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Think about the hustle and somehow I see by
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But what led it to the concrete, BS be strong
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You was at your hardest when you didn't even try
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Live like a bitch, to bitch you gonna die
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[Chorus (x4)]
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Electric! Wire! Hustle! Flower!
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[Common]
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Mercury and retrograde, I'm trying to get niggas in the ghetto paid
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While they watch pornos and Escalades, away from floats and the dope in sex parades
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Somebody screamin in my mind, I'm tryin to find if it's me
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Or voices on the master, they desgin to be free
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Same revolt, can't be found on TV, or radio, its livin in me
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Hey lady, that smoke is bothering me
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If I put it in your eye, ashes you would cry
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All this rap talk is blowing my high
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I just came to chill and build with my guy
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I try to walk but I stumble off the humble path
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This story of a pimp stick that became a staff
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You got it, you gotta know where to aim the Mag
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Art and oppinions are made to clash
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[Chorus (x4)]
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Electric! Wire! Hustle! Flower!
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[Common]
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Out of body hard to explain, like the pyramids and gods I remain
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I know pain, like Kurt Cobain, or ain't I playin hurt the whole game
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Dig it to the Earth's brain for worst gain
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Focused like young blood on his first chain
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I used to write shit to please niggas
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Now I write shit to freeze niggas
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Whether iced out, or American Pie sliced out
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I sit in the room with the lights out
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Whether diced out, or with their hair spliced out
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I sit alone in the room with the lights out screamin
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[Chorus (x8)]
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Electric! Wire! Hustle! Flower!
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Electric Wire Hustler Flower
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Common |