| Yeah
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| Scoop DeVille
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| Jonwayne
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| Digital Diamonds business
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| Blat
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| I was in high school
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| Playing the game
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| These cards were business ones
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| Teachers looking at me like
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| I thought I couldn’t give a fuck
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| What they didn’t know
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| Is that I didn’t show them
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| My potential, it was frozen
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| 'til I sliced 'em like a shogun
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| Ugh
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| This is the art
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| Words on point like a blowdart
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| If you’ve never heard of this bastard
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| Then you don’t know bars
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| Passed out the diss
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| Like I handed out the dick
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| Mix the beats so hard
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| That they were damaging your whip
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| I went to college for a year and a half
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| With no credits
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| I just went to rehearse the verses
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| And bare edits
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| I was working at Gamestop
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| And drove up to LA
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| To get a five spot
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| After closing up shop
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| These hipsters calling me hipster
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| It’s getting old, makes me sick
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| Man you couldn’t get more punk
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| With extra holes in your dick
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| I don’t give a fuck about you
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| Or the rules of your clique
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| I’d be willing to bet and lose
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| At the drop of this shit
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| It’s a long time coming
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| If you don’t recognize
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| The hustle and the discipline
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| Then pay no attention
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| If you can’t see me musically
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| Then pay no attention
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| If you can’t understand the movement
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| Then pay no attention |