| Shaitan in police uniform
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| Feds in a helicopter
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| I seen pigs fly but I never seen a unicorn
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| Tryna find cover on somebody’s front lawn
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| I see an undercover and he had his gun drawn
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| Didn’t like me 'cause I’ll never conform
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| Man want beef, but they’ll never come forth
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| Like CB, all I need is one call
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| You see me alone but I got a strong force
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| No man can ever put my life on pause
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| They enslaved my ancestor, no remorse
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| I bring knowledge to Europe, just like the Moors
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| The knowledge, they need it, they cravin' for more
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| Left the yard before the jakes kicked in the door
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| Have you seen a lengman drop his stick on the floor?
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| Say you wanna bang, you don’t look like you’re sure
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| I’m havin' the money, I’m bein' a hustler
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| I carry the fire for an impostor
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| Hater, the way I hit the crosswalks
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| Something between a plane and a helicopter
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Use knowledge and wisdom, in this Babylon system
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| But this swammy was a big ting, my bredrins are goblins
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| I’m aimin' it top bins, while inhalin' these toxins
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| I’m weighin' my options, but I ain’t waitin' for nothin'
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| Stay over there, cuh, I’m comin'
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| If I didn’t save his life
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| My bredrin woulda already bun him, done him
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| I gotta go probation, I’m cussin'
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| Took the whole ends, my friends, locked in the dungeon
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| Come home, first day, do a dumpin'
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| See man dancin', his block took a washin'
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| Said it was us but it wasn’t
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| Had to keep the mash with my cousin
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| Dem man there too sneaky, cunnin'
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| Why you wanna be my friend, all of a sudden? |
| Fuck him
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| I’m havin' the money, I’m bein' a hustler
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| I carry the fire for an impostor
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| Hater, the way I hit the crosswalks
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| Something between a plane and a helicopter
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh |