| Ya' listenin' to Elmatic
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| Fire that weed up and put it in the air
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| Represent, represent (x4)
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| Straight up shit is real and and any day could be your last when you pass
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| Your sand has dropped now your hourglass in the flash
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| The corners is where they pitch rock
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| To move into a rich block
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| Find somebody up in your crib
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| You gotta' switch locks
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| Niggas pull triggers and ditch Glocks
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| Over things a bitch jock
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| As sick as a Hitchcock flick
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| To be a big shot, looks appealing
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| The life of crooks getting money off the books, fuck a shook civilian
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| We took the illing and mistook the feeling
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| Of climbing to the top, stay in when you don’t know where the cops laying
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| Loading guns, pop, spraying
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| Just to get the hands on your clock to stop swaying
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| Enough to cause both of your knees to drop praying and niggas stop playing
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| Cause I was told to represent
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| By OG’s claiming the D and repping Flint
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| Pushing old school whips on 20s they kept in tint
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| Represent, represent (x4)
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| They call me El, I’m not your legal type of fella
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| Bong smoker
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| pipe inhaler
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| keep a strong poker
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| Face, playing my cards right,
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| Cops will run in your place for hard white, treat you wrong, poke ya
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| I know these snitches telling in fact
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| I’m smelling a rat and the aroma is quite thick
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| They shut down your light lick bright quick
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| Charging you with shit that might stick
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| Frank White
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| All you little niggas with locs on
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| Counting your figures, downing liquors, getting your smokes on
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| For the hood putting your city on the map
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| Young girls throw they
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| kitty
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| and they titties on your lap
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| Catch you slipping while you tricking
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| Stick the clip in, to get paid and leave you sicker than that AIDS symptom
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| They play your man like fools, feel the heat from the tools
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| Empty your wallet take off your jewels, you know the rules
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| Represent, represent (x4)
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| See my stacks is fat, this is what it’s about
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| Ice Cube conflict with MC Ren
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| Around the time when 3rd Bass was dissed by X-Clan
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| I used to wake up every morning with
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| my ear in a box
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| , Kane, Finesse, Freddie Foxxx
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| the Nas CD
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| GangStarr
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| the Lox
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| Now-a-days I need the greening of cash just like the next man
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| Using my mind to make shit move, just like an X-Man
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| I’m talking checks, grands, commas and zeros
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| Growing up, my heroes palm firearms at dineros
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| Some of them went to jail, got life in the cell
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| Others got death, dwelling in Hell, most of 'em fail
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| When you laying low and the police is hot on your trail
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| Do you think of suicide or are you plotting for bail?
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| This is words of wisdom from El
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| Try to rise up above
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| Keep an eye out for snakes, represent, one love
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| Represent, represent (x4) |