| World wide
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| You know
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| Yo everybody everywhere
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| DL and D-Shade
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| (Get ready)
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| Don’t be afraid
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| Spell hip hop
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| Gotta love it
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Yo Japan ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Toronto ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Yo New York ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em
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| I rhyme about hip-hop because I live it
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| I’m not a gangsta, or crook, neither a villain
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| I’ve never been shot but block nigga’s keep grillin'
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| I pack no weapon, ya’ll ain’t worth killin'
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| Never sold no drugs, but the nigga’s who did
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| A knife in the ribs, music’s how I’m speakin' to kids
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| I wanna live, what the fuck son you think that’s wrong?
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| Just because I don’t speak about death in my songs
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| I’m not the criminal type, but obliterate mic’s
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| Nigga’s skills seem so minimal when their wright
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| ?? |
| and criticize everyone on my tracks
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| If you don’t like it, don’t buy it, it’s as simple as that
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| Realize that we did it ourselves
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| We took our own money and put it on the shelves
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| And now we global nigga’s, catch me on live with my man opal
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| Artists rap all alike that’s why they stay local
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| I’m universal like the label, everywhere like I’m NATO
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| So we make dough, cash prepaid under the table
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| (We makin' money ya’ll) but this ain’t got to do with wealth
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| I’ve always wanted some cash and a place to myself, so what
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Yo Science ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Mt. Real ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Yo LA ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em
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| I treat every day like it was game seven in overtime
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| Born to shine, at home, and over border lines
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| I seen this kid that used to hold dimes, loadin' a nine
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| Said that he’s rollin' in crime, and it’s blowin' his mind
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| Got radio stations, pumpin' one minute sensations
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| They wanderin' aimless, with no destination
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| Claimin' they amazin', but nobody’s movin'
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| If that’s what you call game, man your plays need improvin'
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| The crowds booin' and your the crumb of the year
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| I see you holdin' your hand out, but I got nothin to spare
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| You must be buggin' like Chekov with that thing in his ear
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| Instead of running your mouth, you should be running in fear
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| I’m just putting idea’s and stress down on the paper
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| And haters don’t even like themselves so of course they hate ya
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| We found a plate of leftovers from the last of the challengers
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| And I mop the stage up with you armatures like janitors
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| If you got nothin' good to say why bother speak?
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| I heard image is everything and talk is cheap
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Germany ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Yo Vancouver ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| Connect with fans all across the land
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| Ayo Shocktown ya’ll know what to do with your hands (put 'em up!)
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| So lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Worldwide lemme see 'em (let me see them!)
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| Everybody everywhere lemme see 'em |