| I don’t want nothin' from none of y’all
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| All handouts, no let ups
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| I don’t need nothin' from none of y’all
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| Matter fact, y’all got me fed up
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| See I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| Live from Staten Island, black battin' a thousand
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| On cash in a flash, call me Barry Allen
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| Slick fashion is sick, you know daddy’s stylin'
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| Niggas take cheap shots like it was happy hour
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| The talkin' is dead, it’s all for the bread
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| Even if the nigga cool still it’s off with the head
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| Never back down warrior bred
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| Rappers claimin' they hot, I leave ‘em cold in the coroner’s bed
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| It’s the fifth brother, sick brother, pimp spitter with the grip rubber
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| Niggas hatin' you bitch lovers
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| INS, Your Highness, scientist mind design the fly shit
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| Speakin' of which, rewind this
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| Verbal intercourse, get off, go get your boss
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| Skywalker, how I hit ‘em with force, still
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| Killa Killa Hill and I’ll die reppin'
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| Will Smith with the flow, I am Legend
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| See I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| Me and the squad used to fuck up troops
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| While you clowns played duck, duck, goose
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| We don’t shoot in the air, we sit ‘em down like musical chairs
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| The shooters is here, fashion statement, Ruger the gear
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| I Buddha with peers, my classmates let the macs quake
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| Until you holey like a goalie hockey mask face
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| Flame torsos, we spray four O’s
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| You rather get attacked by cane corso
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| I never let up (never) uniformed in the same getup
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| You fallin' for the same setup
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| Gettin' lured into my crazy hood
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| They say it’s good and rob ya, you get your whole frame wet up
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| For tryna cop a little smoke and get smoked
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| No empathy for the rich folks, they pitch coke
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| To suburbanites all about the murder life
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| It’s murder city, you heard it right, Detroit right
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| See I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I got stripes like a Foot Locker uniform
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| You half donkey, half bird, like a unicorn
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| You a Pegasus, similar terms my dude
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| That means you hella bitch — Fizzy Wo' said this
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| All that gang shit you poppin' is irrelevant
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| I got some shit that’ll knock down the elephants
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| Sole survivor of the crack house tenement
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| Hood resident, stuck in my element
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| The realest chapter that was ever wrote
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| Worldwide head nod offer pure dope
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| Sycronized, oozin' eyes off of slick quotes
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| They religiously follow me like the Pope
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| So I ain’t sweatin' the flossin', rap off-springs
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| Could never be Billy Danze, do that underball sting
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| I’m the hardest nigga to spit it, I get it how I get it
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| And get it how I live it, it’s vivid, you can’t fuck with it
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| I don’t want nothin' from none of y’all
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| All handouts, no let ups
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| I don’t need nothin' from none of y’all
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| Matter fact, y’all got me fed up
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| See I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time
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| I’m from another time |