| It all began very innocently…
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| In the city of Los Angeles, California
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| Uh, E-V
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| Check it out
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| DJ Skizz, E-V
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| I believe it when it’s certain
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| Or right is right, a hand in people’s person
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| The music alone’s a dirty version, so fuck commercials
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| 1, 2, a fine liner when I least deserve it
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| And when work is put in, it work the purchase
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| Rap about rappin', what the fuck else?
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| Rap about actin', rap about mackin'
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| Rap about I was fuckin' sittin' in the classroom
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| Thinkin' of ass 'til I had to ask for a pass so I could crash the bathroom
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| Losing is contagious so I stay with champs
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| You stay in my land and never vacate camp, uh
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| I’ve been used to taking a chance, so throw your hands up
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| Never confused by the song and dance, avoiding answers
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| Refusing codes and repeating mantras
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| The season mold beating below where breathing is dancing
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| Besides the cannabis, ain’t inhaling a damn thing
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| And Skizz on the cut 'cause I can’t sing
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| Days are numbered, what you do today to make the best of it?
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| And I don’t even answer, that’s a rhetorical question
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| My foes are probably closer than my bros that got the most love
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| To those that oppose, I look forward soon to post up
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| I’ve been coasting, cruise around me, U.S. getting open service
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| Know the hunger’s still here, six minutes and getting nervous
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| Uh, yeah, we gone…
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| The great thing about jazz, really
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| Is that it’s such a living music, huh?
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| That, uh, it’s able to live, to survive, and assimilate
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| Incorporate the best things from all other kind of music |