| How can I be torn from the pages of history? |
| huh?
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| How can my name scraped off the pyramid walls
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| when I sat with Pharoahs and Kings?
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| You think you know, but you have no idea
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| This track’s here it’s like a breath of fresh air
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| That shaved thru sunrays families suffer on Sundays
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| Had to run astray, pack up and run away
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| Fountain of youth, found it, feel like da younger A Make sure my son okay, shit, that’s the da mission
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| College tuition, hope he get accepted to Princeton
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| If not got his bail for prison
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| I know the pressures of the oppressor It’s hell living
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| Feel like I’m Mel Gibson, killing 'em kindly finally
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| Niggas untied me mami, love the punani, but I Can’t make you my Boni never, made for the cold weather
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| Hatas y’all know better, how can I fold? |
| I was told to hold it together
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| Listen, no intermissions, I am, so in position, like, Ali and Liston
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| Who could? |
| box me to distance, try me Now the police call to give orders to creep on ya
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| I master the street corners relax in the feet sauna and
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| Fuck if y’all don’t like I’m here and I’m shown niceness
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| Appear in my own likeness, I zone as my own phychic
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| Flow if a niggas holding my clothing’ll get you open
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| I’m toasting in bitches posting approaching wit mixed emotions
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| And ready like military I’m varied like Ben and Jerry’s
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| Comparing me to him is scary I’m leery as cemeteries
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| And losing is not inside me stay moving from paparazzi
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| I’m proving the angels got me, I’m cool but my game is cocky
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| And money can never make me, my guns they don’t come wit safeties
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| I hung wit the ones that’s crazy I come from the front of Macy’s
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| Shopping and dropping eighties show stopping wit proper ladies
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| I’m hearing a lot of maybe’s but nigga it’s hot as AZ
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| Ha ha ha
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| Eyo it’s a wrap baby, we got 'em right now, going platinum man, 202k
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| Brooklyn Stand up!
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