| All my love is all I have
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| All my life I look for you
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| I’m just Fab, I see how Mary be now
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| But I can barely be found
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| And I rarely be round
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| But when I do, the jury be drowned
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| And you can see how clear the Pavees, and the Canaries be now
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| The top on the 5 series be down
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| And I’m chillin' where them little houses on the prairie be now
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| Although there was a time I would barely see thous
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| But I’m gettin a multi-million dollar yearly fee now
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| Girls, don’t even know me, want to marry me now
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| Dudes, I thought was homies, want to bury me now
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| That’s why I keep a bulletproof vest, no matter where we be now
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| And I carry three pounds, and nearly three rounds
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| I take whatever the verdict from the jury be now
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| Rather than friends, it’s pallbearers that carry me round
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| Everybody staring unnecessarily now
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| But there’s no tints on my life, so you can clearly see now
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| All my love is all I have
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| And my dreams are very special
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| All my life I looked for you
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| And today your dream come true
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| You need me and I need you
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| Lovin us is very special
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| Lovin life and life and livin
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| Your very special
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| Ya’ll can never be built like me, even if ya’ll look at my blueprint
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| But since ya’ll watches look like its movement
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| I’ll show you how video games look on the new Sprint
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| Flip out digital screens, look in the new Bent
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| 100 and flat screens, look in the new Pint
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| Even our Air Forces lookin' to new tints
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| I stay away from anythin that look like a nuisance
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| But ya’ll gotta peep this rookie’s improvement
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| I tip it with you and
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| Cause most dudes was doin verses for a few dollars and a hook for a few cents
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| All I do is try to teach and look to influence
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| But it look like the students are playin hooky, and truin
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| And some say that we lookin' like new gents
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| But money talks, and it don’t look like ya’ll fluent
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| And ya’ll done seen how this «Young'n» look in the new pints
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| But it’s my life and you can’t look in the new tints
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| Uh, If I could say so myself, I came a long way
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| Even though I feel like the same old John J
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| Nothin' change, when I aim, I’m gonna spray
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| When I eat, I order the same old entree
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| When I ride, I let the same old songs play
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| And when I work, I do the same old long days
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| From bein' Fab, to looked at by dames the wrong way
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| They know where we came, from the name they call me
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| I already know what these lames is gonna say
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| And I already seen what games they gonna play
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| Fuck with family, don’t say the name the wrong way
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| And when you die, ya’ll crackers gonna blame it on strays
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| Cause love and life, and life and livin
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| Your very special
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| (*harmonizing*)
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| — w/ variations
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| (*harmonizing*)
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| Me and Fab are very special
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| (*harmonizing*)
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| Me and Fab are very special |