| It’s like you never left
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| You with me up in the booth
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| I see your silhouette when I start thinking bout you
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| And I will never let somebody taint your truth
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| Cause tainted love is all around and the shit ain’t cool
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| When I’m reppin' my bro, I’m reppin' my blood
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| So before I rock a show or even step in the club
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| It’s Yancey Boys for life, man I don’t give a fuck
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| About the biz, but it is, what it is, nigga
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| Niggas tryna pay bills for they kids, make mills
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| Roll around on big wheels with they bitch
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| So they use big DILL when they need a big deal
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| But when ILLA spits real they get pissed
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| But I’ll raise my flag in whole nother arena
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| Startin at 00, call me Arenas
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| Triple threat, infinite creator when is that
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| Gonna end? |
| never, funny question how clever
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| I’m a young loud rebel from the Mecca
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| Beast inside inner lyrical reflector
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| From the east side of Detroit nigga check up
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| Always on the grind cause I gotta get my check up
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| Yeah I’m always on the grind cause the money on the mind
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| We forget about the cause cause we want that effecta
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| I’m always on time, on task on a mission
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| While I listen to my big bro chillin' reminscin'
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| It’s like you never left
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| You with me up in the booth
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| I see your silhouette when I start thinking bout you
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| And I will never let somebody taint your truth
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| Cause tainted love is all around and the shit ain’t cool
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| When I’m reppin' my bro, I’m reppin' my blood
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| So before I spit a flow before the record is cut
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| It’S Yancey Boys for life, man I don’t give a fuck
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| About the biz, but it is, what it is, nigga
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| People say they your friends but come with hidden agendas
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| Don’t give a fuck about me just wanna rap on some Dilla
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| Coming up to me like I heard Dilla yo brother
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| I went to the tribute, I took a pic with yo mother
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| And it means a lot to me but a few of you don’t mean it honestly
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| Y’all just thinking bout um, profiting ah
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| My brother’s legacy is like the ring
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| Niggas get close to it, ego start building up
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| Taste a little success, environment is changing up, forget about the cause
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| Forget about that genius that’s banging in your cars
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| That takes your vibration up, up up into the stars
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| Forget about the soul that he put into his music
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| Forget about the gold that he put into his music
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| Forget about that Rov, every day I see you passing by
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| Cruising down the road
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| It’s like you never left
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| You with me up in the booth
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| I see your silhouette when I start thinking bout you
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| And I will never let somebody taint your truth
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| Cause tainted love is all around and the shit ain’t cool |