| Everyday is the same day
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| Its Groundhog day, its Groundhog day
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| Wake up in the morning wipe the cold from my eyes
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| Put my dick in, grab the ashtray and take a tote from the lye
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| Hear the folks outside, kids cutting school
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| Grab the remote play the hot shit of course my shit
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| Steam up the bathroom till the mirrors fog
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| Can’t wait to ball, with my niggas god
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| Dry off splash on the Izzi Miak
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| Cut up the rock, head for the door oops forgot
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| You know I can’t leave my chrome thats my love jones
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| Niggas in front of the building niggas making a killing
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| But when I come through niggas catching they feelings
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| Cuz the fiends follow who cuz my bottles be spilling
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| I can hear em now «What'd he get a ship from Brazil?»
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| «Its gotta be good look at the fiends leaving they children»
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| And thats fucked up niggas mad cuz my pockets bucked up
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| With my clique pull the truck up
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| Yo hold up, let me get this dough before it slow up
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| Then we can go see about some ass and go cut some hash
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| This bundle is my last jump in the ride whats that
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| DMX shit go head put it on my shit
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| DMX:(from Look Thru my Eyes)
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| Burning in hell, but don’t deserve to be
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| Got niggas I don’t even know that wanna murder me
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| Drag: Every day is the same day
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| Just because they heard of me and they know that
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| The dark is for real, the bark is for real
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| When you see that spark it’ll kill
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| Ayo, go down to the fifth, aight
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| You know where D and them be standing thick
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| Fucking wit them chicks that strip and niggas that claim they spit
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| But all I hear is they want out like I got my gun out
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| Cuz they rhymes run out, running off at the mouth
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| Yo Ralph lets be out, back to the BX
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| Royal blue Chevy followed by the GS
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| Keep the guns heavy just in case some b. |
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| Cuz niggas like to test me should I say he rest
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| Hop on the celly, yo hit the deacon
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| This nigga say he ain’t got my money and I just don’t believe him
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| So we gonna give him a little scare
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| Let him know whats love is love but with my slugs its no fair
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| And how the soldiers come out of nowhere for the dollars
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| And how we keep our products I’m a holla, tomorrow
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| Cuz for some reason its always a hater around
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| Then you know me, duffing em out and busting em down
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| Then I drop off my nigga, pick up my chick up
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| Cuz she volunteer dick suck, with a little liquor
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| Just watch out for her mister, now I’m in the crib
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| Twisting out her rib
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| Didn’t hear the baby father coming with the kids
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| Now I’m in some shit, and the closets un-roomy
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| Plus to me thats unruly
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| So I played like a robber running out flashing a tooly
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| Got undressed when I got home didn’t let nobody in
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| Then I woke up the next morning the same shit happened again
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| Everyday is the same day
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| Its Groundhog day (till end) |