| Please pardon me for my viewpoint
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| «Starr Status» wasn’t a classic, but had a few joints
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| «Square One» showed niggas that I ain’t lose a step
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| A seven year hiatus the way to lose respect
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| I’m guessing I was at fault, end up accruing debt
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| It’s less about the results, more how you view the test
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| So I cram to understand life’s greater meaning
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| Blazing weed to reach an elevated state of being
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| In need of rehabilitation 'cause the way I see it
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| Shouldn’t have to be inebriated just to face my demons
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| 'Til I’m performing on them stages with the faces screaming
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| See I’m a star and I’m just waiting until they can see it
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| I’m being humble but they sayin' that I stay conceited
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| That’s make believe, outta them haters I just make believers
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| All that I need’s a beat that bang enough to shake your speakers
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| That coaster you call a classic I use to break my tree up
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| We in different places i got the skill set why I ain’t got a deal yet
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| We do it at different paces long as my meals fed and my future kids set
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| No leer jet still I been to some different places
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| Spittin for different faces so in case it wasn’t clear yet
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| After the plaques but I’m back on my BS
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| Got em hittin rewind from gettin my lines
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| After the fact like a P. S
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| So sick with the post script that my nose drip flask fulla VS
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| OP hennessy hold the codeine
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| Prolific with the poems like 'Pac Shakur u more of a Mopreme
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| Flow scheme is so mean that I should go green
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| No Bixby gettin neck like no fifty
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| Flow gritty like cigarettes and old whiskey |