| I know…
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| I know my city, my home, my backyard, my space and still I roam
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| And I found myself in MIA
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| Did I stay? |
| No. I did my pro thing while they talked about blow
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| That Yayo that they know? |
| I don’t
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| I know MIC’s that don’t talk and brag they won’t
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| I know my block, my strip, my friends, my homies, and still these road trips
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| Put miles on interstates and airways
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| All of that to try to get up on some air waves
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| Heard Jared say that LA misses me. |
| Well? |
| Hell
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| What’s up airplane?
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| Touch down at Mary’s I’ll stay
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| I know these kids, these listeners, fans, local critics and they telling me;
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| Do it again!
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| I can’t I said, must move along
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| Break bread. |
| Steadfast, no lead. |
| Heiruspecs is flyweight
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| In my stat I feel at home but I’m also know up in other places, so you’r all
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| familiar faces. |
| Uh huh
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| What I know
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| (I know…)
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| I’ll be coming home…
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| (What I’ve been through)
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| I can’t forget about it
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| What I know
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| (I know…)
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| I’ll be coming home…
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| (What I’ve been through)
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| I can’t forget about it
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| So I come back
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| I know a good spot for breakfast
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| Right up the street from Ferns
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| I used to live just the turn of the corner away
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| I used to wait for the 21 bus with the headphones and beats I made
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| Saying I…
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| I know…
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| I’ll be coming home…
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| I know my limits, my spots, my loyalties
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| Hold up. |
| Why did the shows stop?
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| I had to get away, move up out of my birthplace
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| Switch the way that I see what would be my first place
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| You see clearly from the outside, inside is chaos
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| Please tell these sucker n***as just to lay off
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| My friends questioned the move and fans did too
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| This is life, what’s another state for me to run through?
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| What’s at stake?
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| Money is nothing, really it’s one and two
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| The art of doing me wasn’t written by Sun Tsu
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| What I know
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| (I know…)
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| I’ll be coming home…
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| (What I’ve been through)
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| I can’t forget about it
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| What I know
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| (I know…)
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| I’ll be coming home…
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| (What I’ve been through)
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| I can’t forget about it
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| Listen
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| We made cd’s, tapes and wax
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| Did tours, in stores, guest starred on tracks
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| Turned a blind eye to haters claiming that we had a gimmick
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| That was right after high school
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| We wasn’t thinking ‘bout our image
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| I know
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| You see? |
| Heiruspecs been there
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| Heard all the rumors, gone out of town and got love at deep shows
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| Come back home and got love for three shows
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| Stepped on stage and been loved at these shows
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| I know the streets talk and I’m just glad that we’re mentioned
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| They get jealous and hate and it ain’t affecting my tension
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| I grew up around cats that are not my fans, and don’t understand why I would
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| fuck with a band
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| For one song address it ‘cause it feels so important
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| They don’t have to love this shit, but they support it
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| Got an answer for everything, an anthem for everything
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| They get all loud, throw their hands up and everything
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| When I think about it…
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| Can’t live my life without it…
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| I — can’t — forget about it… |