| Wake up, the new shake up
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| It’s to make up, the crew break up
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| The wait is over
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| Thug out, wait up
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| Who said get over?
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| No doubt, wake up
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| True minds are mine, 2 minds combined
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| When/where in time from the red sin skyline
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| It’s match-up, it’s madness with magic
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| 2 of the most finest putting classics on the canvas
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| But, it’s no use, no paints, no inks
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| The vocals turn into visions on display once he speaks
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| But, take a seat, the story begins here
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| Family defined, always surrounded by mad peers
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| The hell ?, instead of holding that 9−5
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| Will blow trees with OGs they idolize
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| Moms trying to keep her son close by
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| Pops worked all day, couldn’t keep a close eye
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| So I had something that wasn’t in each home
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| Raised white, but still I knew the street code
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| Ran with some honor-roll kids who ran with hella crooks
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| That keep a couple guns in their locker instead of books
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| Hoop dreams, jump shots with hella hooks
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| All got shot down by bullets and lives took
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| Cries, mom’s tears fell on the casket
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| Summer’s off to college, but never made it to campus
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| He’s from a block where they consider it? |
| alarm
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| Friends gone, get drawn and tatted on their arm
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| Don’t be alarmed, we all singing the same song
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| A million souls, we all singing the same song
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| Wake up, the new shake up
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| Is to make up, crews break up
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| The wait is over, no doubt, wait up
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| Who’s taking over? |
| No doubt, wait up |