| It don’t matter how many times, man, y’all try to hit me with them propositions
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| Tellin' me to make them adjustments, tweak this, tweak that
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| It never happen
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| Come and ride with me, hang out on that Southside with me
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| Old school guy spiffy like a Porsche 550
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| Catch me if you can, haters know you wanna try and get me
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| Telling lies quickly, saying they got drunk and high with me
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| Head I should bust it, keep it raw ‘cause the hood love it
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| Drop a good subject, hope your policy is full coverage
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| Lame cats try to change facts, them the same rats that end up with they backs
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| laying flat on train tracks
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| I’m that vet emcee, the pro, you can’t threaten me to go
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| I got recipes for those who are yet to be exposed
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| Dude, my specialty is flow, they won’t let me in the door because you best
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| believe they know that I’ll rip seventy in a row
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| Immeasurable decibel levels that resonate and settle in a septic sick vessel of
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| these ineptical devils
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| Make 'em sink below, sometimes you gotta shrink to grow, just be sure of what
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| you think you know
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed
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| Just do the work and let the bread find ya
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| Life is a show, your past and present are the openers, your future is the
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| headliner
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| The grinders work hard with few off-days
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| How will you go out, with a standing o or booed off stage?
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| I’m in this underground deep like Cousteau
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| They’ll never let a field ni**a like me loose, bro
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| And I appreciate when some say I’m the greatest though
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| But I stand way below the ones who came before and made it so
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| The plot of lynching rap, I’m cognizant of that
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| How many artists lie through the cracks just tryna get a plaque?
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| These numbers might not be exact but of the populace that rap
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| I estimate at minimum seventy-five percent is wack
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| You need facts and a topic so I load topics with the facts
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| Most of these cats copy and y’all copying them cats
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| Drawn to ‘em like a magnet, I thought opposites attract
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| But it’s obvious they repel ‘cause I’m the opposite of that
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed
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| Time is short, ain’t nobody tryna be losing
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| The stakes is real high like ribeyes at Houston’s
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| Never will I bow to y’all’s institutions
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| I’ll probably never get credit for my contributions
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| If you scared or a sellout then your life is worthless
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| Got devils tryna tell me how to write my verses
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| I know he serving his purpose so I keep my game tight
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| ‘cause if the devil mad at me that means I’m doing things right
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| They might listen to a song and say, «Change that line»
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| Here’s a couple 100,000, will that change your mind?
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| You wanted the shiny side but didn’t see the fake in it
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| The grass was greener but you didn’t see that snake in it
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| Once you bend over, your career’s a disaster
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| I’m that runaway slave that came back and murked master
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| I never change my killer mode, I just fine-tune it
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| I’ma be me if I don’t sell one damn unit
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed
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| I’m the non conformist, the non conformist
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| Against me the army that you formed is harmless
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| You got a couple weapons but my guns enormous
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| You’ll never see the day when my tongue is harnessed |