| What. |
| Uh
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| They say what they say, do what they do
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| But I’m a keep it true, what about you?
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| They said what they said, did what they did
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| Okey
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| Hah, yo. |
| It ain’t testin' my patience
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| If you question my greatness
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| Fans will never debate this, fuck yo revelations
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| Brains change through the chemical agents
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| I’m brave man, better than those who never will say shit
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| They poppin' they lip off and they often will flip flop
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| Kill’em and resurrect em when they caugh
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| And get ripped off
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| Cats easily fall back, I can’t call that
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| Immediately all wack
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| Get your balls back
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| The world keeps spinnin' these 24 hours
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| As the earth keeps movin'
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| Bodies 365
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| There’s more galaxies than the sand on the beach
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| And I think the universe wants me to see the lies
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| What I want more than anything
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| Is my trees legalized
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| Yeah, that’s the way it is, it’s every day
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| Sunday to Saturday
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| Suckers be lookin' for notoriety Tryin' me
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| But they dying silently Try’na see how biased that I could be
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| They say what they say, do what they do
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| But I’m a keep it true, what about you?
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| They said what they said, did what they did
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| But we gon' keep it raw with this true
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| This true, this true
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| This true, this true
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| Yo, no deal all substance no thrills
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| Dope deals, dope skills on mikes
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| And broke steel, no damage
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| So oaklandish, deep rooted in the town
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| Where we compound soul and street music
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| Underground up, local to bi-coastal to global
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| Off a load of dope portables
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| Colder than fly vocals
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| In the uncontrollable urge to expose the Pinocchio
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| They bullshit with clowns
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| This ain’t my first rodeo
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| Polio carriers ain’t got a leg to stand on
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| I’m slappin' empty pockets
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| Like I’m practicing hambone
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| First person quick scope at tryin' to get my camp on
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| But addressin' the real in every letter
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| I put my stamp on
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| Headphones blastin' like a drummer in my brain
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| But Katniss got you thinkin' that my hunger is a game
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| So when I catch fire, wives they runnin' from the flame
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| You bastards ass back once you goin' against
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| The grain
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| They say what they say, do what they do
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| But I’m a keep it true, what about you?
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| They said what they said, did what they did
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| But we gon' keep it raw with this true spit
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| Suckers be lookin' for notoriety Tryin' me
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| Brave man, better than those
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| Who never will say shit
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| Dope deals, dope skills on mikes
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| And broke steel
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| Okay
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| People be leakin' and thinkin' they strong
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| When they really weak
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| And I’m peepin', I’m lookin' peaky
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| While they tricky
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| But then, I begin speakin'
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| Some of the things that might been
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| Releakin, even when there’s drama to bring
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| The song that I’m singin', it’s swingin'
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| And I hope you get the meanin'
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| Even if it’s a minor inconvenience
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| That’s my word, say it and then display it
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| Action, verb and gravement in the pavement
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| Just to make it concrete
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| And to let 'em know that I’m hella indelible
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| Livin' my life to the beat
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| I’m too nice to have to be nice
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| And before I knew that shit
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| I paid a hell of a price
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| Everybody got a impurity, call the security
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| Speak freely and you can cure your disease, with ease
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| That’s the common denominator
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| That made the nominal figure greater
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| And degraded the drama of a hater
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| They say what they say, do what they do
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| But I’m a keep it true, what about you?
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| They said what they said, did what they did
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| But we gon' keep it raw with this true spit
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| They say what they say, do what they do
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| But I’m a keep it true, what about you?
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| They said what they said, did what they did
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| But we gon' keep it raw with this true spit |