| You know the kids one country to the next
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| Shot after shot, yeah, you know the rest
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| We been there and we done that and we did it the best
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| Went to the school of hard knocks, shit we aced that test
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| You know the kids one bottle to the next
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| Show after show yeah you know the rest
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| We make it look easy but this life’s complex
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| And if you askin' if we love this shit, the answer is yes
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| You know the boys dumb clever on our own tip
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| Yeah we marchin' to our own beat
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| You know the boys, mad chill still prolific steady slinging all that dope that
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| you need
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| Better hope you fucking miss me if you see me drinkin' whiskey
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| You know me and Drewyork get way past tipsy
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| We looking to come to your town, shut down the stage
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| Steady bringing all that energy that you need
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| On lock we got this so cop this
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| Soon enough you’ll need another fix to fuck with
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| Yeah, so let me bust it
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| Give me a mic and a stage I’ll make you love it
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| You can’t fuck with me and J, DN and the rest
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| You know we coming correct, from one city to the next
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| Blasted from your head to your chest
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| We make a mess and we out
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| We live this shit and we breathe this
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| And at the end of the day, you need this
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| Yeah we got what you need, anything that you need, yo we got it
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| Mad chill still prolific steady slinging all that dope that you feelin' |