The year is two double 0 two
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Nothing is brand new
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Kid Jimmy you know you hear me spittin' lyrics over loops
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Close friends used to call me Supes
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Mad respect to CI crew
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Still rippin' over PFK
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So what you gonna do?
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Nothing, puffing out my fucking chest
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Crims rock the best
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Shout out to Mesk for putting run-ups to the test
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Dressed for success but we look like some bums
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So easy fucking go, not easy fucking come
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Tunnel vision won't enhance your view
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So think it through
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Do it for your self
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Everything you read might not be true
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So think it through
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Do if for yourself
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We rock London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and Osaka
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You don't have to dig my style
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So step back fuck ya
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And you're getting jealous man
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Claiming that it's luck
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Ya can't handle it
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I don't give a shit you can suck my dick
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Say you can smoke me, you probably could
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Going down south with your mouth wrapped around my wood
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I got you wrapped around my wood
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Whoa slow down
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I got the low down
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On this bigger than Ben Hur sound
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That we just lit
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So I hit it with a lip
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That spits real, in harmony with hits
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I can't help it when you shit your pants
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I saw you fucking dance
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Up and down when the record went number one
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Fuming 'cause they're paying for my skills
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While we're having fun
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Now you're sober
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Not drunk from thinking that's it over
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Time to face the facts wak - it's only just begun
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London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and Osaka
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You don't have to dig it
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Fuck ya
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Tunnel Vision
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