| See I’m somethin' like a phenomenon
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| Go ahead and judge me, I ain’t gotta honor y’all
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| Shit, I told the judge I’ll sit, never mind the bond
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| Nigga I won’t budge in this bitch, it’s like I’m a don
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| You can’t con a con
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| Left from the long arm of the law
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| Actin' right as if my momma involved
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| My monologue say I’m back at it
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| One life, so son live it
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| I’m committed, never did it and wish that I undid it
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| Young kiddies listen, the one talkin' ain’t really with it
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| Just forget it, would they be talkin' if they was really with it
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| Come visit and see that the loudest one ain’t the one with it
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| And the one with it is the last one you want with it
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| Been stabbed and jumped slitted
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| Bad, then son ascended
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| And I pum-chika-chika-chika-pum-pum-ch-pum-chika
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| Every verse about me, worded proudly
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| Never worry or doubt me if you heard about me
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| Awake with nightmares, grew with murder around me
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| I’m still hitting my shmoney (shout) Shmurda and Rowdy
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| Ayyye, calling a bluff
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| I’m grown so I never think anything’s more than it was like horrible bud
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| Never beefin' over these bitches cause it’s more that I love
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| I ain’t warring with cuz over what she’s offering but
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| She got my hammer on rock, I’m like Thor in the club
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| While she semi off the Remy bitch got my dick all the way up
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| Now you judging me, they start some shit you got no proof of
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| It’s not OK if I don’t do as bad if I do too much
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| Still got nothing, what you expecting from me
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| Why else you checking for me
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| Got nowhere left here to spare, I guess that’s my fault
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| Ayo by law
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| By law, by law
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| Guess I’m just a real nigga by law
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| Getcha, getcha, getcha hands high low, high low
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| Still gotta ride though, I know
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| Niggas 'round here we still live by code
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| Play this record if they kill me, yes the 5−0
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| I’ma always be a real nigga that’s by law
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| See I’m somethin' like a phenomenon
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| Go ahead and judge me, I ain’t gotta honor y’all
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| Shit, I told the judge I’ll sit, never mind the bond
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| Nigga I won’t budge in this bitch, it’s like I’m a don
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| You can’t con a con
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| Left from the long arm of the law
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| Actin' right as if my momma involved
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| My monologue say I’m back at it
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| One life, so son live it
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| I’m committed, never did it and wish that I undid it
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| Look what the Lords been agin
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| Straight from the horses jaws of hay
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| With an enormous rage weighin'
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| Unfortunate we don’t know the origin but it’s important is all they sayin
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| This a formal statement
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| The airports are delaying got reporters waiting
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| Live from a caucus in a Secaucus basement
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| For Rage to leave the cage like a lawless agent
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| A psycho ward patient that’s often pacing
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| Was Rage dragging a corpse like a dog with Steak-umms
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| For the organization’s inauguration
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| I got shooters on call with the 4's just aching
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| In the four door Explorer with the awful gray tints
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| Notes over ya head, this a orchestration
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| How it is when the author give the authorization
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| Imploring you all to ignore the baiting
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| You gon' give ya opinion they gon' call it hatin'
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| By law
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| Yeah nigga I know
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| Still gotta ride though I know
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| Yeah nigga I know
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| Look, now the side show I don’t play it
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| I might have my nigga Tory (Say it)
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| See we live by a code
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| Lemme see u get 'em, get 'em
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| Real nigga by law
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| Now you judging me, they start some shit you got no proof of
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| It’s not OK if I don’t do as bad if I do too much
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| Still got nothing, what you expecting from me
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| Why else you checking for me
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| Got nowhere left here to spare, I guess that’s my fault
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| Ayo by law
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| By law, by law
|
| Guess I’m just a real nigga by law
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| Getcha, getcha, getcha hands high low, high low
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| Still gotta ride though, I know
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| Niggas 'round here we still live by code
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| Play this record if they kill me, yes the 5−0
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| I’ma always be a real nigga that’s by law |