| It’s just a hill of beans to some
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| Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump
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| See I grew up on the hill
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| But still I keep ready
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| Had a mind of my own like West gave to Freddy
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| As Freddy got clipped, man, so did my youth
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| Spending nights with my rights, knocked out my tooth
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| Yeah, it scarred my soul
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| It fucked me up like vodka
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| Had me walking around mumbling shit like I was Latka
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| The Hill don’t discriminate, they know who you are
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| If you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
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| The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
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| Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes
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| Now up on the Hill is where you find us
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| Yeah, up on the Hill that shit is timeless
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| Yeah, up on the Hill that burns the brightest
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| Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill
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| And up on the Hill is where you find us
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| And up on the Hill that shit is timeless
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| Yeah, up on the Hill there ain’t no contest
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| Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill
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| Now go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
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| You be dead by 40, but you make a lotta money
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| A shot clock is dropped, choose when you choose
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| And if you ain’t up on the Hill, you lose
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| Now damn the jokes and damn the torpedos
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| Live a life of your dreams, like boz did Lido
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| I said Lido, who-a-oh
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| I said one more time, ought to get it
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| Now look up, look up higher and see
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| It’s not as hard as you figured it would be
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| Now 2 tons, 2 tons lighter
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| Agreed, Now — if it’s all right with you it’s all right with me
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| (Repeat 1st 9 lines sotto voice) |