| Get your mind right, Icon C.M.G
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| Icon is the future, C.M.G. |
| my click represent
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| Icon C.M.G., now we carrying weight
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| Got the foundation set, with potential to dominate
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| Heart full of fire, and my game is nice
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| Got the mouth neck and wrist, all covered in ice
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| It’s a new era, the beginning of truth
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| My family is Teflon, the skills are bulletproof
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| In the booth, it’s all or nothing hundred and ten
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| From the mic to the streets, I hustle and play to win
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| C.M.G., let’s get it together we bar none
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| Mr. Gates, Underboss and Lil' Keke the Don
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| Fuck these punks, we let these niggas do they own thang
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| This is Icon, we the future of the rap game
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| Slow pain, like the lethal injection
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| Spread through your mind, like a real bad infection
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| Budgets capital, all of the above
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| The kid done went major, I’m a legalized thug hey
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| This is Icon, we was built from the dirt
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| Independent cash, organized network
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| Real niggas, with no space for the wankstas
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| Off for C.M.G., cause we Custom Made Gangstas
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| Nigga I’m a icon, motherfuckers wanna be like me
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| I’m wearing blue they think I’m cripping, wanna C like me
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| But nigga you ain’t like me, cause I’m certified
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| Ask your bitch, she’ll tell ya she prefer to ride
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| When I touch the track, it’s getting burglarized
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| I’m in the club smoking doja, till I’m sleepy-eyed
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| So how you like me now, I’m still in it
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| My homie Ke' told me, long as you in it you can win it
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| So that’s the phrase for this year, gotta live by it
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| Cause this year it’s all beef bitch, no doubt
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| They thought I fell off, they thought I stopped rapping
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| Just cause a nigga up the street from me, went platinum
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| But that’ll never happen, we independent cash
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| Organized network, niggas on the mash
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| It ain’t no easy task, this ain’t no easy grasp
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| Catch me a hundred in the traffic, barely squeezing past
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| We come from dirt and sand, just like man
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| Many tried to intervene, but it was all in the plan
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| So you can say what you wanna say, do what you wanna do
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| Pull out your stumbling blocks, my click still coming through
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| And running you off the set, just like O.G.'s
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| Making sho, the whole world know we
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| Can’t a motherfucker, hold me
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| Cause Icon good money in the streets, like a whole ki'
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| So nigga show me, what you tal’n bout
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| Then I show you, when I blow you
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| Off the map, off the globe
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| Making you history, like a Martin Luther story be told
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| Papa we too cold, so watch the take over
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| Giving the game, a C.M.G. |
| make over
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| Nigga the break’s over, so lean back
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| Before the hammer lean back, and beam that |