| Yeah, this is real talk man, you know what I’m sayin?
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| Real shit man
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| I be fuckin with my fans man, I be interactin with 'em, ya know?
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| This how we get down man, Philly Freezer, Jake One, yeah
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| Okay, that’s right, uh, uh
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| I’m home alone and I’m goin through my fan mail (fan mail)
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| Some send it physical, some send it through the e-mail (e-mail)
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| Who is it? |
| It’s somebody from Virginia (okay)
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| The name Linda, so I guess it is a female (guess it is a female)
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| She wrote «Free, as for kids I got two (uh huh)
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| My man been locked since '04 and +What We Do+ got me through (for real?)
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| Them lonely nights and them cold ass days
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| Every time your music play I be thankful to you (that's what’s up)
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| I’m a part-time stripper tryin to make it through school
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| You my boo and my favorite sayin is 'what we do is wrong' (okay)
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| What’s goin on? |
| When you gonna drop some new songs?
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| When it drop put me on, I’ll be waitin for you, so long»
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| Who the fuck is this?
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| Kareem? |
| Erie, Pennsylvania?
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| Let me see what this nigga talkin about
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| «Freezer, how are you? |
| Make a move
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| No disrespect but I’m sick of hearin of you (is you?)
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| In my iPod all I’m hearin is you (for real?)
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| State Property, all I hear is your crew (that's what’s up)
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| What’s up with Beanie Mac? |
| (uh) What’s up with Peedi Crakk? |
| (uh)
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| That’s that street shit, man y’all need to bring it back
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| How are the Young Gunz? |
| What’s up with O and Sparks
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| Y’all need to keep the Roc afloat like it’s Noah’s Ark, show your heart (uh)
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| Y’all had it locked from the start (that's right)
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| And when you came out here, you tore the show apart
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| By the way my sister’s so in love
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| I’m about to holla back, it’s time to off my packs, it’s gettin dark, one love»
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| This nigga crazy man
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| Let me see who this is in this letter
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| This nigga from Raleigh, North Carolina? |
| Down South? |
| Okay
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| «What up folk? |
| Holla at your kinfolk
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| We still grindin down here, we got it in bro (in bro)
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| What’s up with all these niggas jumpin out the window? |
| (what's up?)
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| We need that hood shit, please slow down the tempo (uh)
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| When you comin back to town, what it’s hittin for?
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| We spendin money like we never been broke (okay)
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| I heard that +900 Hustler+ and I listened to that (that's right)
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| Now I’m a certified hustler, put my clique on the map (that's right)
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| I’m still posted by the Waffle House, gold’s in my mouth
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| I heard that Month Of Madness shit, yeah, I listened to that (good look)
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| And that shit was hot, thanks a lot
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| But all I wanna know is when the new album drop, hit me»
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| Got you covered my nigga, that shit on the way
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| Who the fuck is this? |
| Derrick? |
| Flint, Michigan? |
| Huh?
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| «Man this recession got a nigga stressin (uh)
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| Lost my job but I’m alive, so I’m a count my blessings (count 'em)
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| Your music is the only thing that get me through
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| I wanted to rob dudes but I ain’t got a weapon
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| I’m out here raising two adolescents (uh)
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| One son, one daughter, Free, I’m just like you (just like you)
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| Only difference is I don’t get them checks like you (checks like you)
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| The other night I was reckless, I snatched a dude’s necklace (did you?)
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| Now I’m on the low, the hood crime infested
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| If you take a nigga necklace, they’ll be lookin for you
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| It’s like that song with you and Beans, they’ll be +Coming For You+
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| Gunnin for you but fuck it, had to get my kids' breakfast, peace»
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| Damn man, this shit got me feeling crazy man
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| I’m gettin all these letters from my fans
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| I don’t even got the time to write everybody back
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| So fuck it, I’m just gonna address y’all motherfuckers right now man
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| This is the reason why me and Jake doin this shit right now man
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| I’m about to break this shit down for y’all motherfuckers man, early
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| It’s the reason why we named our album «Stimulus Pack'» (Stimulus Pack')
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| All the fans givin us love and now we givin it back (givin it back)
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| I am not gonna hate on the state of hip-hop, in fact
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| All I’m here to do is give y’all real rap (yeah)
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| I’m a spit y’all real facts, I’m a realist
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| You should feel that, if you go against it you will feel clips (feel clips)
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| Rep Roc-A-Fella 'til them nigaaz push my wig back (wig back)
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| But the label Rhymesayers, player you should feel this (feel this)
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| And the deal is (uh), we bringin y’all that flavor player (that's right)
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| All fuckin day and you can bang it in your whip (bang it in your whip)
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| Know this (this), it gets greater player
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| But you gotta grind, you gotta be up on your shit (come on)
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| And the question is, where did we go wrong?
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| Malcolm X and Martin Luther couldn’t lead us home
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| Uh, yeah, but we bringin it back, it’s «The Stimulus Package»
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| I’m sick with the rap, he’s sick with producin, come on (*echo*) |