| Check me, you ain’t seeing no cape
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| I still wonder the nature of that and
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| By that, I mean the mission I’m gettin'
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| This city needs leaders, not heroes
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| Step back when you’re talking to the Grace
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| Got Lossa, got Lynn, got Space
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| Got Kee, got Ness, got Gs not friends
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| That picture’s large, the key ain’t that far
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| The future’s way too shaped
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| I ain’t fucking with no two-face
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| All that bullshit coming out your mouth
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| Your excrement be your toothpaste
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| Aim, drop, that’s touché
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| I ain’t fucking with no two-face
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| Or your Harvey Dent looking ass
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| Know you wanna be Bruce Waynes
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| Got the finest by my side
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| Kid, I don’t really fuck with your manners
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| You’ll get killed by your faults and your madness
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| Chasing bitches that’s acting like you
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| By the way I’m more Xena or Sydney than Katniss
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| Only dope thing 'bout you is your ad-libs
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| Just like when you see hoes in real life
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| You ain’t shit that is raw, you’re a catfish
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| I’ll be taking over your base
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| I ain’t fucking with no two-face
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| All that bullshit coming out your mouth
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| Your excrement be your toothpaste
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| Type of shit that I say when I’m wilding!
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| Come to see a nigga if you have a problem!
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| Fuck all you rap niggas for sure
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| You know where to find me if you want to know more…
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| Come for it!
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| Since I came with a brand new mindset
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| I take back everything that I have said
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| We don’t do that for those who got the crowns
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| Our fuels be the ones who tryna take it
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| Leave to God what is to leave to God
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| Want the fame until they see the price
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| Make your bread, nigga don’t take the slice
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| Watch your mouth, boy.
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| Your attitude, better lose that. |
| (IXI)
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| I ain’t fucking with no two-face
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| All that bullshit coming out your mouth
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| Your excrement be your toothpaste
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| Aim, drop, that’s touché
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| I ain’t fucking with no two-face
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| Or your Harvey Dent looking ass
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| Know you wanna be Bruce Waynes.
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| Come for it |