| One time for York
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| Two time for York
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| Shit, shit
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| Ayo, I’m politickin' at Coney with all the homies
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| Mappin' out all my strategies, promotion makin' sure we focus
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| And then I pour this Hennessy, pourin' potent
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| We just livin' life as we chose it, embrace the moment
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| Seven figure bonuses is all we wanted
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| To current owner we send a warning: don’t get too comfy wit' ya holdings
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| I’d rather be enormous, fuck livin' dormant
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| Want the mango colored Porsche, and toss the keys to a doorman
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| Heavyweight like Kenny Norton
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| My stature is that of a Randy Orton
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| Superior short and the rhyme’s spoken
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| Somewhere I’m posted
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| Playin' it lowkey but the chickens know you
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| I touch the stage and make a dame wanna blow me
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| None can solo me, rhymin’s is loade, rollers, fuck all opponents
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| Carryin' the torch of ILLphora Components
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| I be the chosen, verbal potency for rhyme quote’n
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| Melodic potion with the shine of a nova, nigga, move over
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| Keep me rollin'
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| I yearn
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| Eternal nirvana, permanence of a nation
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| Rippin' on bitches, take the coalition, take it
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| There’s no replacement, there’s no replacement, there’s no replacement
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| I yearn
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| Eternal nirvana, permanence of a nation
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| Rippin' on bitches, take the coalition, take it
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| There’s no replacement, there’s no replacement, there’s no replacement
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| Yo, ay, shit
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| Word to Tony ass, I’m in my baggage
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| To put it simply, niggas disadvantaged
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| I’m on a canvas that you can’t imagine
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| Connect the passengers to Illmatic and then swag this
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| Doin' 90 on a 96
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| I made the fit, that brothers cuttin' thread
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| Supreme shit you failed
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| It’s all facts, shit, you couldn’t cop a Fairfax
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| Pullin' a Swiss bad chick on my lap
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| Her ass fat and she in love with the thrax
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| Power moves only
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| I push the pedal till I’m praised upon a pedestal, nigga
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| Fuck a peer, I need a heir to the throne
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| Fifty players deep I roam
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| On
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| Reiteration that Detroit is my home
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| I’m sendin' much respect to Mo' Malone
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| He set the foundation and tone
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| And I’mma kill it till the curtains is closed
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| Droppin' fire, blowin' smoke through the nose
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| Too much talent to be stuck in the Cones
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| And so I stay on my toes, I’m shorter than Cole, bruh
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| Stay on my toes, I’m shorter than Cole
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| I yearn
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| Eternal nirvana, permanence of a nation
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| Rippin' on bitches, take the coalition, take it
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| There’s no replacement, there’s no replacement, there’s no replacement
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| Ayo, I yearn
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| Eternal nirvana, permanence of a nation
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| Rippin' on bitches, take the coalition, take it
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| There’s no replacement, there’s no replacement, there’s no replacement
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| Live shit
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| Left of center
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| Coalition |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nova , by - Dabrye. Song from the album Three/Three, in the genre Электроника