| Uh, yeah
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| Uh huh, yeah
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| Uh ah, umm
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| It’s The Leak (ah)
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| It’s The Leak (yeah)
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| It’s The Leak (ah)
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| It’s The Leak (yeah)
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| Every time I drop somethin hot you hear the sirens peak
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| It makes the water in the hose on a hydrant leak
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| You know my shoe game is crazy as the Iron Sheik’s
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| Put a buzz in the streets, it ain’t been high in weeks
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| Months and years, grew around blunts and beers
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| And older folks playin spades, dealers stayin paid
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| Until they, layin raised on their stomach with their fists cuffed
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| Next door to the extra-ordinary, with vocabulary, Lake Shore
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| I wrote rhymes with remote primes, and quote times of assault crimes
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| Few years before that back in the four flat
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| My pops wiped his feet for the last time on our doormat
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| Look deep in my heart, you’ll see where the sore’s at
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| Life’s a bitch, I’m runnin through, like I never wore hats
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| The fuck raw that I possess, I’m kind of luck fla
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| To look up to niggas that get high and duck law
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| Enforcement, my parents got a divorce meant
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| Things’ll be different, when he drifted, the three shifted
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| Four care to hear more, this is The Leak
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| I’m sheddin' like all of my mystique
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| I know it sounds fucked up and it deserves a little tweak
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| But this is everything I am, am, that I cram, jam, in two verses
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| I witness a few curses, screw nurses, my momma died it do hurt-es
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| Worse is most say, not any gross pay
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| Can bring her back, she’s up in heaven where the ghosts stay
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| That level in the sky, beyond where a rocket’s shot
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| I’m where the block is hot, lookin the Devil in the eye
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| (Ayah)
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| It’s the leak, leak
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| Givin you a sneak peak
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| When I drop this right hurr, it don’t speak
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| The show is the leak, Leak
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| Pourin out of my physique
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| Reminiscin on the times it was bleak
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| You heard it’s the leak, leak (it's the leak)
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| Beyond the chains and the mink
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| I bet it pains me (it's the leak), the stains in the ink
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| You feel me? |
| It’s the leak, leak (it's the leak)
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| It was weak in the beginning (it's the leak)
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| Now there’s no endin to the winning streak, streak
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| It’s the leak
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| Born in that era of four finger rings and they floss ropes
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| Dealin with lost hope, a poor singer sings, whores
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| Fuck on floors, suckin more ding-a-lings
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| For the cha-ching
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| Or motels, on blocks I know well
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| I blow L’s and reminisce
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| When all my chances were as slim as Chris
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| Rock in «New Jack City»
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| Recorded at home studios, the two track shitty
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| Mic blew back pretty bad, I blew stacks plenty
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| I was chasin a dream I only saw with my eyes open
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| Some person said it doesn’t hurt when someone tries hopin
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| I stuck to my guns and came out blazin
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| Amazin poetry, for sure it’s the invasion
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| (Ayah)
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| The leak, leak (it's the leak)
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| Givin you a sneak peak, peak (it's the leak)
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| Don’t speak, speak …
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| The leak, leak, pourin out of my physique (it's the leak)
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| Reminiscin on the times, times, times … (it's the leak)
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| Beyond the chains and the mink (it's the leak)
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| I bet it pains me, the stains … (it's the leak)
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| The leak, leak (it's the link)
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| It was weak in the beginning
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| Now there’s no endin, endin … (it's the leak)
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| Streak, streak, the leak, leak, leak
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| (*Ayah starts harmonizing halfway through the Chorus]
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| — 2X — w/ ad libs
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| They say you give 'em a little and they gonna come back for more
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| This the sound they wanna hear
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| So we gon' speak to 'em in riddles, strictly metaphors
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| It’s The Leak y’all wanna hear
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| Leak y’all wanna hear …
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| Leak y’all wanna hear |