Yeah, Mein’. Y’allready know where I’m comin’ from
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But here’s a reminder I’m still about my bizness
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I keep a bad chick
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When she walks by best believe you wanna grab it
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I gotsta have it
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Stackin’ up the chips, mein, it’s just a force of habit
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I’m Cadillacin’
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Double-dippin’ switchin’ lanes swervin’ through the traffic
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I’m party-crashin’
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Spot me with somethin’ sexy tatted with a rabbit
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You betta act like you know or I’mma let you know
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Cuz knowledge is the key to me
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I keep a low pro. My tires are low pro’
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Low proin’ is the thing to me
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Mean muggin’ without muggin’ nobody
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Rearview is lookin’ mean to me
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Rappin’ hungry on the mic ? stomach achin’
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A starvin’ artist ain’t the way to be
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Don’t get it twisted, I’m gifted with a potent potency
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But kick it leisurely
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Check my Warriors and Steelers, Champions!
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But my posse is the team to beat
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All throughout the scenery, I’m frontin’ with some greenery
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My fitted’s clean to me
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I run roughshod over rogues with my rhyme recitals
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Welcome to my litany!
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I keep a bad chick
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When she walks by best believe you wanna grab it
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I gotsta have it
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Stackin’ up the chips, mein, it’s just a force of habit
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I’m Cadillacin’
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Double-dippin’ switchin’ lanes swervin’ through the traffic
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I’m party-crashin’
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Spot me with somethin’ sexy tatted with a rabbit
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Like Nas said,
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I’mma civilize the savage and elevate the average
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I stay focused on my cabbage,
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On the grind I’mma major monster mashin’
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I’m like E Coli with infectious music
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Heads are boppin’ when I roll by
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I’m on a cloud-nine high
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Say what’s up to my maker when I roll by
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I got friends in high places
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My sphere of influence is unlimited
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Other rappers cry foul
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I watch the game unfold ? It’s either hit or miss
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You try to battle
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But I’ll win tactically with superior strategy
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Like George Carlin’ with the chivalry
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You draw the line ? I’ll cross it deliberately
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I keep a bad chick
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When she walks by best believe you wanna grab it
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I gotsta have it
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Stackin’ up the chips, mein, it’s just a force of habit
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I’m Cadillacin’
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Double-dippin’ switchin’ lanes swervin’ through the traffic
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I’m party-crashin’
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Spot me with somethin’ sexy tatted with a rabbit
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I got the stamina to go all out
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Cuz I’m the strongest latin pound for pound
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Well renowned. It’s astounding how I wow the crowd
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So solid round for round
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Some do drugs to get high or get tough
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But the V is above the snuff
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Enough’s enough ? you be hatin’ from the side
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Challenge me and I’ll call your bluff
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No competition
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Streamline my tactics cuz I’m so mission efficient
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I’m in it for more than a minute ?
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No gimmick - there’s no limit to my vision
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I’m on top so you better maintain
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Cuz the bottom’s where you stayin’ mein
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Wrecking wrecking crews with wreckless abandon
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Like Wu Tang mein, I bring the pain
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I keep a bad chick
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When she walks by best believe you wanna grab it
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I gotsta have it
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Stackin’ up the chips, mein, it’s just a force of habit
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I’m Cadillacin’
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Double-dippin’ switchin’ lanes swervin’ through the traffic
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I’m party-crashin’
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Spot me with somethin’ sexy tatted with a rabbit
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Uh, Huh. Know I’m sayin’
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Y’allready know. So
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If you didn’t know before homeboy, then I’mma let you know,
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That’s how it is!
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And now you in the know
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Yallready Know
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| Scrilla Vic |
