AND STILL - ROY JONES JR.
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Err….
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And y'all still wondering why
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im still...
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(and still)
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the badest motherf**ker to ever step in the ring
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Im hitting em with rights and lefts and all kinda things
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Im beating one after the other
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im like a big ass bear for a power but see my skills got me covered
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so bring me your shit starters and watch me get smarter
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and you can't even sell speakers that can hit harder
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unless there amped with half a transnova
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and after ive completed the job I stand over
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(er)another misfortunate victim
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I hate to see him go like that but y'all can go dig him
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(er) that’s just another closed chapter
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living for the good cheese just laid him low faster
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im in a hell of a spot (and still)
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sittin here waited at the top (and still)
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listenin to the criticism knock (hahaha)
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cos you motherfuckers must have forgot
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that ill be straight out bangin (and still)
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been here for twelve years maintainin
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stoppin everybody that they bringing (and still)
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the quiet storm that just keeps raining
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answered every bell that be ringing
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got my six titles still hanging
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while them niggaz sleeping I'm up thinking
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a new way to keep my best shit banging
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(chorus)
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Mr. unstopppable (and still)
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Mr. undroppable (and still)
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Mr. invincible (what)
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Mr. unbeatable (and still)
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Mr. unknockoutable X2
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go get your hard hat
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naaah critics dont even start that
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you fed your big dog to a smart cat
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i get off in his chest where his hearts at
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and leave these niggas asking "where my dogs at?"
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you should've thought twice before you did it
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you knew i was nice dog admit it
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so now you gotta try find anwsers
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my hands will dance in line like line-dancers
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i never show respect for finances
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i know these other fighters dont take chances
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got a basketball court in my mansion
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thats why i show no love like pete sampras
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i make em eat canvas
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and i don't take the second guess, novoalty answers
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all it takes is one round
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y'all comin up the game but the champ won't come down
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(chorus)
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Dont talk about it if you ain't authentic
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see i been sittin here for a minute
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seen a lot of people go and come
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seen some funny shit that wasnt so fun
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seen people get no respect
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seen them damn near die for low checks
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but the Royce just kept on rollin
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and like your phone i kept on holdin
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to every title that i earn
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pound for pound im not concern (why)
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cuz if you put it on the line
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Roy Jones will be one through nine
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and number ten will be blank
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the experts need time to think (hmmmm)
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but from what i saw (shit)
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Roy Jones number ten south paw
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cuz number one had no flaws (and still)
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have been through more shit than your draws
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and still runnin over y'all
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should have lift em like japanese jaws
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so if you wanna make my day
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bring something big and tough my way
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and watch me put in my work
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knockin motherfuckers dicks the dirt, still
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Chorus
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corrected by Jye Kung
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And Still
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| Roy Jones Jr. |
