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Love ? I show you how to spread it
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And while I live in the present they never count the seconds
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The past is goin forever and the future¡¯s unexpected
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Everything you could¡¯ve wanted, all it took was some effort
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Then it all seem divide, the way they disconnected
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Everything falls in line like pieces in a Tetris
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How much more to my physical and Atlantic despicable
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When niggas spew hate at the general
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Tell them mutates to go on and get your genitals
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They cock block your dreams, they can¡¯t figure you out
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Depending how you look at the glasses
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Half full, half empty, plus it¡¯s a trap
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Either way I¡¯m just a soul merger, soul searcher
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For the truths of life in this life that is worthless
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Ha!
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(Hook)
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What you doin? Doin me
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How you do it? All day
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What you sayin? It¡¯s the same all day
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What you sayin? What you sayin?
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All day, all day, all day
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What you doin? Doin me
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How you do it? All day
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How I feel? Yea good
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All day yea
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What you sayin? All day
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What you sayin? All day
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All day, all day, all day
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(Verse)
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And since you wanna know, this is my program
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And all I gotta do is think waitin fast
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And I¡¯ll be sleepin on the public cash
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Faster than you think, I creates it fast
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And what you, I see in this illa mat
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Mefisto with some deflection of what¡¯s inside
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It¡¯s all in my head, never go hungry
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I¡¯m abundant, inbred, blowed it in hell
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Bundant in spirit, my vision stick lyrics
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This ever been, the voice I can hear it
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As loud as hell, have this myself
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Proud as hell, got so many styles I got styles for sale
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Matter of fact you can take it, I¡¯m an infinite creation
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Within this infinite mind to mind
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I just gotta be reminded from time to time
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And make sure I stay clever from line to line, from rhyme to rhyme
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When I rock the box, til it don¡¯t stop
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Tryna shine divine, like sure I blind my mind
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Yo, I¡¯m out of my fuckin mind
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(Hook)
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What you doin? Doin me
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How you do it? All day
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What you sayin? It¡¯s the same all day
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What you sayin? What you sayin?
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All day, all day, all day
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(Verse)
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I make money, make love
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Make most of the trenches
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Gotta make sacrifices, pay dues on the benches
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¡®Cause we ain¡¯t playin with em
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Getting that by the beat, 9 slate
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To the beat got¡¯cha
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I¡¯m a sure shot like a paparazzi
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Lead of life, roll the dice, gazzi
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Never associate with the fake ones
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Keep the spiritual tight
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Don¡¯t change, you could break em
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Flame Gang for the week, shallow
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That¡¯s why I swim with the deep ones, follow
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Bout to take you to a place you never been
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Born alone, die alone, doin me until the end
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Amen!
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How It Feel
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Slum Village |