| Two tone rebel never leave scraps on the table when there’s food left
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| I rely on myself in the work that I carry in my tool chest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| Who runs? |
| Who hides? |
| Who lives? |
| Who dies? |
| In this fool’s quest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| And I’ll be damned if I let myself trip from a lesser man’s ledge
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| Early in the morning, barely got my eyes up
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| Take two steps forward pull the blinds up
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| Trying to see if this world made its mind up
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| Wise up, no chance, catch me with them blinders
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| Bring the bass back, like I run the base path
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| Pull me back up in the game I got an ace bandage
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| '88 choc milk with that egg sandwich
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| Can’t play a player when it play with the mazes
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| They need a fall guy, low man, totem pole
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| Big girl tried to honeypot the yoga pose
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| Big deal I can wait out all the rope-a-dopes
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| Only deal with greens so you never catch me overdose
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| (Uh-huh)
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| See they barking up the wrong tree
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| Off-key singing like they think that they just bought me
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| (Uh)
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| But you can never buy me
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| Soundproof truth that my people are behind me
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| Two tone rebel never leave scraps on the table when there’s food left
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| I rely on myself in the work that I carry in my tool chest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| Who runs? |
| Who hides? |
| Who lives? |
| Who dies? |
| In this fools quest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| And I’ll be damned if I let myself trip from a lesser mans ledge
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| If they not their own man, I don’t fuck with 'em
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| 'Cause can’t nobody hold me down, like puffing 'em
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| In this game, you know I got the toughest skin
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| I was told you can’t break what doesn’t bend
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| I’m in love with sin, I be wiling cuz
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| Had a tree sprayed with raid because my style is above
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| Yeah my style is love, my style is get-get it
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| I reside at the top, you will never visit
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| You can never kick it — where the winners are
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| They talk tough, we roll up and they be bitching hard
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| We just laugh at 'em, it’s simple mathematics
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| I keep a blade on me, go and take a stab at it
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| I be in a cut, I’m all about the bucks
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| Did he have a face? |
| Well then it wasn’t us
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| On that bias shit
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| You can’t deny this shit
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| E-dub and Reef drugs, we supply the hit
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| Two tone rebel never leave scraps on the table when there’s food left
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| I rely on myself in the work that I carry in my tool chest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| Who runs? |
| Who hides? |
| Who lives? |
| Who dies? |
| In this fools quest
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| (Olly Olly Oxen Free)
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| And I’ll be damned if I let myself trip from a lesser mans ledge |