| Reppin' Herne Hill 'til the day that I die so speakers caught the first open
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| microphone
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| Learning the ways from the older guys
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| Now I move on up to the spot I was shown
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| Everyone here that I’m here to fam I go
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| Gotta do crime, I’m not working no waste job
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| I can do more than clean with a J-Cloth
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| I’m an artist, I’m intelligent
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| I got bars and path that are relevant
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| Plat and mind and the heart of an elephant
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| Soldiers to rap like nam is my element
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| Started a regiment
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| Raising the ground up part of the sediment
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| Rest in the grave still stay relevant, license to kill mics
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| Kill stays as evident
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| Started from nowhere
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| Grown with development
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| Don’t do this shit bruv just for the hell of it
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| Do this shit 'til my life gets dead at sea
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| I channel my energy
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| Tap into melody
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| Can’t forget rap it’s trapped in my memory
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| Rap to back I’m on tracks like trains, seen things change
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| Flame to the enemy, yin to the yang
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| Hell to the heavenly, shits so divided
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| Searching for remedies didn’t find mine
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| Burn herb heavily, still I pray that I live past 70, skin is scarred
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| So don’t come around me
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| Unless you do understand me
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| Last few years I’ve lost half my family god I’m so angry god I’m so angry
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| I’ve done things that trust I’m not proud of
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| Still I know that I will amount too
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| Wide set board and drunk on a downer
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| Drop one album back for the round two
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| Deep set thoughts
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| Sounds that surround you
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| Give every life you were dead when I found you
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| Left in the dust and destined to bust
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| I feel like I’m going somewhere that someone left one a bus
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| My head is a mess so I feel like I’m lost like someone who’s got no one to trust
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| My demons speak so I’m holding them up
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| What are you waste man trying to achieve here
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| Making them jump like days in a leap year
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| Leaving my trace you know that I been here
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| It’s cold and it’s bleak here
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| Heart stays open exposed on the street
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| Thoughts from my mind composed on a beat
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| Thanking the god it’s so good to believe that
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| We could achieve what we need to be to be something
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| Cause if we were weren’t we would be nothing I’m blessed in my blood by the
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| Weed that I’m huffing don’t need that shit but still I get buzzing
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| Got mind on the goal mate tracks in abundance
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| States get raised I’m hungry I’m munching
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| I got love no drug for a substance
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| I don’t need them just so they function
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| Me and my pen get down and we conjure So many rhymes that I couldn’t try number
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| Fight for my right like I’m dying I wonder if I’ll make it or die in the thunder
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| I’ve been beaten to pulp for no reason
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| Head stomped out left cold and left bleeding
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| Eight man deep and still think that they’re street kings
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| Giving one man his life worth of beatings
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| Cause I wouldn’t give them nothing
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| But what don’t kill you can only make you stronger
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| So fuck all them pricks I’m a man and a monster
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| Chasing my dreams and that’s what I’m under
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| Standing my ground so I prosper
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| Man of my word and I’m a man that’s hostile
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| 2 guys around me that don’t act proper
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| You’ll get locked like a door on a locker
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| Holla? | 
| don’t even bother
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| Giving that squalor
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| I’m about honour and I’m about honour
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| Day to day basis buddy lets face it
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| What you gonna do when I make it
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| I make moves in the matrix
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| You just make zoots listen to my tune then blaze it
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| If you relate, if you don’t you best start moving away quick I’m in this for
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| life I’m not on a day trip money I made I spent not saved it
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| Hell bent crazy brain i can’t tame it mentally erase it shame I can’t tape it
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| Too many ideas too little time
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| Quick grab the paper
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| Zoot and the wine
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| Write all the things in my life to define who I am
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| I’m a man ???
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| That’s me in the rhyme me in the rhyme that’s me in the rhyme
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| We gotta keep it moving
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| Have faith and stay with the music
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| Compose yourself don’t lose it
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| Make haste and stay with the movement
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| Love
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| Love
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| Goodbye Love
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| Love
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| Love
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| Goodbye |