| Don’t
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| Don’t support the phonies, support the real
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| You know what I mean?
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| How can these people be talking 'bout how they so real that they don’t care
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| about our communities?
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| How can they be talking about what they all this the hood blah blah blah…
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| They don’t care about our communities
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| You know what I mean listen to the words people say in their lyrics,
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| and tell me if that’s some real shit
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| If that’s real to you, you know what I mean?
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| Listen to what they’re saying
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| Don’t just bob your head to the beat, peep the game
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| And listen to what I’m saying and hold us accountable for it
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| You know what I mean, erm!
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| And really you know whatever
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| If somebody else blow up and I fade out
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| That’s just how it suppose to be
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| That’s fate I ain’t got no problems with that
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| Uh, I’m killing em all forever
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| (Its Jesse Jagz Nation baby)
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| And this is how we learn to fly
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| We learn to live 'for we learn to die
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| Before we walk, we gon' stalk the sky
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| No lie, I’m the Eagle and the Hawk in the sky
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| We just (drags weeds) and we gently fly |
| We let the turbulence die, we on a permanent high
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| This is the life and the death of Pi
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| So full circles, the length and the breadth of pie
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| Show you how to live life, while I deliver flow like a midwife
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| Keep it pushing baby steady through the midnight
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| Roll another one nigga, make I smoke it with the king’s pipe
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| Uh, It feels right to gimme insight
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| Get me invites, get me inside
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| Spray it, even throw it in the air like insecticide
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| If you move first the reflex is mine, cos since Jess' arrived
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| Fuckin' up the game nigga sex aside (sexicide)
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| Who’s next in line, the eleventh time
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| Nigga X and I, full circle coming, nigga death of Pi
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| Show me how to fly
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| Uh, we gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| (This is how we do)
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| Don’t burn the sky
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| Hope a nigga don’t burn his eye
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| (This is how we do)
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| Uh, lemme show you how to fly
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| We gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| (This is how we do)
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| Don’t burn your eye
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| (This is how we, this is how we do)
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| And this is how we learn to fly
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| Soul faces the sun, we ain’t afraid to die
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| We gon' stalk the sky, its an amazing high |
| You’re the Eagle I’m the Hawk with the Raven’s eye
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| Uh, we taking off in the humid heat
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| Wingspan’s bout 300 cubic feet
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| We gon' spray it in the air like pesticide
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| And put the, rest aside I’m the best to vibe
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| I drop it in the air baby stop and stare
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| What’s that thing coming down through the stratosphere
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| You trap from fear, attack from the rear
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| Your chest cavity, and back just adapt to air
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| Suit down for the special ops, the 47 Glock
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| You’re hit in several spot, 10 thousand megawatts
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| Jagz nation is known, circles and circle blocks
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| If you taking shot we gotta ready to respond, go!!!
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| Show me how to fly
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| Uh, we gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| (This is how we do)
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| Don’t burn the sky
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| Hope a nigga don’t burn his eye
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| (This is how we do)
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| Uh, lemme show you how to fly
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| We gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| (This is how we do)
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| Don’t burn your eye
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| (This is how we, this is how we do)
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| Show me how to fly
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| Uh, we gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| Don’t burn the sky
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| Hope a nigga don’t burn his eye
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| Uh, lemme show you how to fly |
| We gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| Don’t burn your eye
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| Show you how to fly
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| Uh, and this how we learn to fly
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| Rhymes move at the speed that’ll burn the sky
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| Sun hits his body and is still gon' shine
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| Rhymes are 100, the beat’s 99.9
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| The soul retro
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| And I rep the Green Red Yellow
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| These sesame streets nigga snitching on Elmo
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| Hello, Jagz wrote the memo
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| Whole albums can’t step to my demo
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| Uh, and this what we do
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| Find me running through your city and the capital too
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| My flow tactical, mathematical and practical too
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| Radical Jew, super flying, it’s a factual truth
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| Found me smoking in the back of the booth
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| Niggas talking all long, I’m with the sack of my root
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| Actual truth, I’m killing, I’m the captain of dukes
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| And nigga fuck the beat, gimme a clap and a flute
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| Uh, we sky diving, we so high, you rhyme or die trying
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| We so fly the Lion’s in Zion, eyes on the horizon
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| Climbing steady rising, and its surprising, we fly
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| Show me how to fly
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| Uh, we gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| Don’t burn the sky
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| Hope a nigga don’t burn his eye |
| Uh, lemme show you how to fly
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| We gon' live 'fore we learn to die
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| Don’t burn your eye
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| Show you how to fly
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| (This is how we do)
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| (This is how we do)
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| (This is what we do)
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| (This is how we, this is how we do) |