| It’s so much
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| In so little time that needs to be accomplished
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| For the fact with me on this track is so live
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| How could this be denied?
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| It’s hater-proof
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| Like Snoop once said
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| «This here’s protected by ballers with big dicks and 187 skills»
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| (I put my life) that’s if it’s a must you test us
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| (Put my life on the line, hustling the streets tryna keep you a dollar)
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| Hustlers (So put my life)
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| What it do? |
| (Put my life on the line, let’s come and love each other
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| Give me some shine)
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| My life’s always on the line, dig?
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| (I put my life, put my life on the line)
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| I’m a soldier, survivor, period
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| (I pull the other block, pull a beautiful rhyme)
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| No question mark is needed
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| (I put my life, put my life on the line)
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| You already know what it is
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| (Put my life) Allow me…
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| From them brick tenements to them cinema flicks
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| So many quick nightcaps, it’s hard to remember some chicks
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| Flashbacks of certain cats in a similar mix
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| Sit home doodle semis—such sinister shit
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| Converse with my Old Earth, in any event
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| Them hot shells ever hit me, just tell my sons gently
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| Simply, I’m a rider, I provide for the fam
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| A Da Vinci with the smarts, hard as Semite Sam
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| Empty I am, but my subconscious so in-tune
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| Love the nonsense, they harmless
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| They know I’m immune, I’m a goon
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| Geared up, properly groomed
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| Appear square so the unaware can only assume
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| From the womb to the tomb, it’s a bottomless doom
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| You pop shit outta pocket, I’ma pop ya balloon
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| Drop maroon, low Mauri’s with it, cocked on glory
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| See, some may know the half but here’s the whole story, shorty
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| Put my life, put my life on the line
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| Hustling the streets, tryna keep you a dollar
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| So put my life, put my life on the line
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| Let’s come and love each other, give me some shine
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| I pull the other block, pull a beautiful rhyme
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| Put my life
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| Blood set, Crip set, G-Unit, Dipset
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| Nas got rich and reached back, I ain’t riff yet
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| With cheques, crack sells, Elmira black tales
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| So many wires and you wonder why it’s packed jails
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| Pink border pastel, mink sporter, snatched mail
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| Rap well since Sugar Hill, homie, ask L
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| It’s a life that I learned to enjoy
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| Higher fire employed, my attire’s McCoy
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| Not a toy, not a tear when they bury the boy
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| Not a care, no fear; |
| nothing’s here to destroy
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| So don’t annoy, I do this for them Chips Ahoy
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| I probably die for the cause, blood rising through the gauze
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| It’s a underworld hiding in the floor
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| Hand on the Bible; |
| still lying to the law
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| I’m still rhyming, I’m surviving on tour
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| With the war wounds on me, y’all dudes so corny, cowards
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| Put my life, put my life on the line
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| Hustling the streets, tryna keep you a dollar
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| So put my life, put my life on the line
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| Let’s come and love each other, give me some shine
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| I pull the other block, pull a beautiful rhyme
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| Put my life
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| Back from hibernation, high classification
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| Certified, I survived from the last generation
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| Verbalized about pies and past situations
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| The fly guys, and they demise, how they lives was taken
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| How they cries was deprived, and they sided with Satan
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| He was sitting with twenty-five, and got fried from the basin
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| Manipulation, mood swings the minds of men
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| Have them do things to get out, then they right back in
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| Once again, heard it said hip hop was dead
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| Before Bus' shaved his head, cut off his dreads
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| Before Kim went on a limb, got sent to the Feds
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| It seems deep but she chose street-cred instead
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| Just like me, a true G is hard to find without a fee
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| I still put my life on the line
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| It’s modesty when you reap from a life of crime
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| And honestly, it’s no receipt for that price to shine
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| Put my life, put my life on the line
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| Hustling the streets, tryna keep you a dollar
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| So put my life, put my life on the line
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| Let’s come and love each other, give me some shine
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| I pull the other block, pull a beautiful rhyme
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| I put my life, put my life on the line
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| Put my life |