[Intro]
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Yo, I had this dude come up to me on the street, talkin bou,
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"Can I get down? How can I get down? Put me down, put me on, put me on"
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Man, I felt like tellin' that mother fucker,
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"You can never get down, you'll NEVER be down, this is some shit you'll NEVER understand"
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[Chorus]
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I'm not the one
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That you'll be shootin for
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I'm not the one
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Who's coming back for more
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You and I
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Been through this too many times
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You and I
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See never clear, come to mind
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Going round and round
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Cuz you can't get on your feet
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Going round and round
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Still takin up all the heat
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Going round and round
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Never lookin down
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[Verse 1]
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Cigarette lit in a golden grill
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Envelope blocked in a golden seal
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Wait a minute buddy let me hold a beer
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Then get behind a rollin' wheel
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Put em in the 5 cuz they sold me hell
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Now they can't get me back cuz they broke a deal
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Told me green and sold me teal
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And I'm outta place cuz I'm outer space with mind
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Yeah I'm outta my crazy mind
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Clean up the woods and make 'em taste the pine-
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Saw, snap like dry pine-straw
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Hold my nuts on ur bitch and make her play combed fine ball
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Magnificient, dirty
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Smack critics with a backpack of physics
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Hip hop knee deep in a swamp
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By make leaped? frogs "ribbit"
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They talk alot but they don't 'rip-it'
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Oh, that's that new shit, I get it
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Well let me talk about shit I don't do
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Let me reverse the vision
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I got 10 mil-lion in the bank and I'm always in V-I-P
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I got a bottle of - "Dom"
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A bottle of "Don"
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And a bottle of "Henn-esy"
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Fuckin' liars got the audacity to say they want me pound for pound, but first you need a pound
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Bitch, you keep on going..
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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Hold on to my bumper, and bare-foot skid across the road
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Till you can't walk without gullet? pillows up under ur toes
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A country trap pass to you is like a freak show
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But, I've seen scales up close like an iguana through a peephole
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Fuck wit it ya midget
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u comin up very short
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But, fuckin wit cha head is just a vocabulary sport, see
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My sword swings in the form of the lord's beat
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I record this war scene to the ba? the dirt like a boar's feet, I
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Chop and I drop on the beat with a 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
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If you wanna run, motherfuckin run
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If you wanna come then you better not hesistant, cuz
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"I'm not the one" - N'ah
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See me in a magazine
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You haters dream, creams peg a magazine and
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That you'll be shootin for
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Cuz I'm that crutch you suckas lean on
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Ya think I'm goin to budge
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Ya fucked, just dream on, yah
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[Chorus]
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Rhyme Room (Episode 2)
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