| Don’t you come up to me
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| You ain’t no friend of me
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| You don’t compare with me
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| Let alone stand with me
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| You can’t compete with me
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| We do things differerently
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| You, you wait to be helped and we
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| We get up and do fucking anything
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| We make it happen
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| You just sit back and keep with the relaxin
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| Say you a rapper whatever will help you sleep do what you have to
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| Boy I done did it
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| That ain’t your brain thinkin
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| That shit is mine its time after time
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| They hang on the line don’t touch it it’s live
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| Fuck this rap shit now its over
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| Know we done it all before and know we drop like cliffs of dover
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| Making sure the drought is over use to post up under boulders
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| Smoking shit to drought is over now I’m older little bolder
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| And my shoulder stay get colder
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| Load up knockoff cola on the days our lungs were frozen
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| Trashbag lift the hatch come lift the back a batch 120 total
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| Never changed cause I never wanna
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| Never distribute cause I would have done em
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| Hope you don’t see me when its all done and
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| I fade back to the grey above you |