| Hey, ain’t got no mask on
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| Ain’t trying to sing no fast song
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| Ain’t trying to get a pill for my ecstasy
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| Your Viagra pill trying to make it last long
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| NASCAR, got it bad
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| Got a badge on like a very young Usher Raymond
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| Rush to gain, bring the pain, never clown
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| Then I bring it down just to test a layman
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| Tell the people how to spell my name and
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| Make sure they get it right
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| Chali number two, not a U but an N and an A
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| I never play cause I did it right
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| I’ma spit will and legitimate quick wit
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| Critics, admit it, my shit is tight
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| Some of y’all gon' run like a coward
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| But I’m gon' sit and fight
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| (Stand up!)
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| For what you believe in this evening
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| We don’t need no cowards, homie, we need men
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| No matter how it’s told, hot or cold, day and night
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| Some of y’all gon' run like a coward but we gon' stay and fight
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| (Stand up!)
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| For what you believe in this evening
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| We don’t need no cowards, homie, we need men
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| No matter how it’s told, hot or cold, day and night
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| Some of y’all gon' run like a coward but we gon' stay and fight
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| (Stand up!)
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| We in your head, buster
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| Shout it, you the head buster
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| I’ma stay fit, verbally rich and shit
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| Don’t exist like a jar of red mustard
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| Never trust you cats who bear custard
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| Walk with pride, but really soft inside
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| In front of your homies you talk live
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| But I come on the set, you get awfully quiet
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| I’ma take a walk and decide if I’ma let you off and slide
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| I’ll let the awkward vibe you provide with your talk, put you in a coffin ride
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| I survive cause I breathe underwater, people call me Aquaman
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| Easy muscle with a little bit of greasy hustle like I own the taco stand
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| Treat a brother like a nacho, man
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| Everybody covered in melted cheese
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| When the lights out, hip-hop is so iced out
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| The wealthy MCs have helped it to freeze
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| Like a disease with no scruples
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| Indeed, like a school with no pupils
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| Never think I’m a fool, I’m trying to make sure the lawyers say
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| Contract cool with no loopholes
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| Ain’t nobody here to touch you today
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| Put the nonsense and the bullshit away
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| Get a good grip on the day, you never stray
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| Up in the morn before dawn while I pray
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| I say, no matter how they done told ya
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| Hot or cold, day and night
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| Some of y’all gon' run like a coward but we gon' stay and fight
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| Hey, the undisputed kings
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| Wonder what undiluted means
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| Don’t choose this foolishness
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| When you move with coolish human beings
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| This ain’t no movie scene
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| Cristal, Patrón and curvy strippers
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| Got to swerve and honk to make the whole party bump just like dirty clippers
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| I’m not a dirt, I’m vicious, you’re fictitious, I’m infectious
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| I’m coming with a soaker all-inclusive style, I’m calling it precious
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| Breaking it down in sections and flexing, now walking towards the light
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| Some of y’all gon' run like a coward but we hold form and fight |