Umm... goddamn... uh what the fuck, what time is it? I swear I parked my car... shit
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Aye... light hit my face sun brought the heat
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Open my eyes see my car parked across the street
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And then it hit i ain't really slept that long in a week
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Matter fact i don't even remember falling asleep
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Alantic office claimin j just keep calling the heat
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Is it an emergency or something you need to talk to me?
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J said (i thought you needed to talk to me)
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(If it's a change made aware i think i outta be
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You making ultimatums now you don't talk to me
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You make shit way worse then it outta be
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I aint arguin on the phone come talk to me
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Ill be waitin on you dawg at the office peace)
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Now im thinkin hard as i walk ot my house
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The f***k have i done now, what could he be talkin bout?
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I been stayin outta trouble shit i bin on the couch
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I was workin on the album i was listenin now
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Then doug called (ay you spoke to J?)
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Yea is it something i dont know that i was supposed to say?
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All i know before the hour i awoke today
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Nigga commin wit the realist and he chose today
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Im real close to J i seen ups and downs hit
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But i aint never heard him sound the way that he sounded
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It really caught a nigga by surprise, i was astounded
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He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin?
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(you say'n you dont know bout it?)
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Know bout what?
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(Atlantic records said you called the office and went nuts)
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(makin death threats talkin loud gettin buck)
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Man they said i did what? folks im just gettin up
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(say you waitin out your deal till you hear its up)
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(planin to make away with 20 million bucks)
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You bullshitin me right? is you serious brugh?
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(yea they said you found out the rapper T.I.P wit us
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I talked to Craig, Jewels and Kais a long time
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Long story short they said you don lost ya damn mind
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And i runnun off deep and across ya damn mind
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You crossed the thin line, i'm hearin em tell atlantic
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Its so much shit about cha, they dont give a shit about cha
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Say'n you ain't doin' nothing they couldn't have done without cha
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You ain'y never been hotta, worked a whole lotta years and came up
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To go way back to the bottom, what...)
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Man...what the hell is yall talkin bout?
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I been in the house all night
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I don't know nothing bout that shit man
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I got the album right here
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Man send this to em
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Act II (T.I.)
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T.I. |