| I focus like a fanatic…
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| Concentration’s embedded
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| Permanent like ink while number 2's are de-leaded
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| Like my beats fully breaded / Noise pollution, I dead it
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| Let me say a little something, entertain like Cedric
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| Leave a stain on ya headset / Sink into your left-right
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| My synergy energy activates at midnight
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| This one’s on the fun tip / Stash your gun clip
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| Conserve ya ammo / Why unload on this one rip?
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| There’s more where this came from
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| This isn’t a game son
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| Lion with no heart now you talk like a brave one
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| Still need to be fed, clothed, chauffeured in your car seat
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| Baby boy got the mic smelling like lunchmeat
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| Stop livin a lie, try
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| Searching inside thy…
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| Self or delf… decide which rules you abide by
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| Righteousness or Wickedness, snakes they can’t get with us
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| They’re hypocrites… plotting and scheming as I’m spitting this
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| No time for littleness I’m mucho grande
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| Oneness with my army, wash you away like a tsunami
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| You like dirty punani, contaminated
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| One bad apple killed the tree and stagnated
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| Now Dag’s hated… |
| But yo hate is love
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| I won’t take it personal — I’ll just rise above
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within
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| Still report to Moms, front like everything is the bomb
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| Got nowhere to rest your head, but flossin' ice on your arm
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| Cursing Babylon… Your web, you need to master like Wong
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| Going on and on and on, but your word ain’t bond
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| Caught up in your terrordome / mental roam metronome
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| No need to look for the symbolism in this poem
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| Too many Jody’s living okie dokie
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| Ain’t got no ends but always trying to get the smoky-smoky
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| Yo don’t provoke me
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| I’m rather low-key
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| Disrespect me and owe me?
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| That shit’s non-cipher like cheese & fried bologna
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| Ja phony… gets no love you ain’t Monie
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| In the middle of the mix you get soft like rigatoni |
| Prego, lay low… Hasta luego
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| Next video shoot in Trinidad and Tobago
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| D-A connects like Legos across the map
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| Step back black
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| I’ll attack that similac rap
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| With creativity, excellence
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| No time for benevolence
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| My dome is my residence
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| Leaving leaches in tenements
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| I know this ain’t the end of this but I ain’t stressing
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| I spit a lesson manifested, leave no question
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| And no mention…
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| Take it personal if ya hating
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| I rise above and leave slugs in the basement
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within
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| Yo…
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| Dealing with emotions get your feelings hurt
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| How you see the green pastures by dealing dirt?
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| I’m healing hurt
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| With a natural medicine
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| More potent than Oxycotin mixed with Excedrin
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| I’m the veteran D-A's the name
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| I’m on another plane / Cause nose bleeds and migraines |
| 3rd eye strains, to break the shackles and chains
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| Representing like a jackal deranged
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| I’m bitch-slapping the mange… mutt
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| Yo, I be like King Tutt
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| You ride the autopilot while I shift the clutch
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| Instant rush…
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| Yo, I master like dutch
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| This is a race ace
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| On your marks, get set eat my dust
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within
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| Cycles like Déjà vu
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| I ain’t hating you, I’m breaking through
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| Follow the riff, this ain’t a game of pretend
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| From boys to men
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| We choose our sin and deal within |