| Please don’t pay them no mind
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| You little puppies did not bite
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| I’m been sitting on some gold mines
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| I couldn’t get 'em for a low price
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| I be looking for the gold ride
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| Tell the king I’m waiting for my slice
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| Hustle for the cake or the pie
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| If it have a break then I fly
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| I must be an angel in the skies
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| Looking like I fell out of the sky
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| Nigger, I be coming, better hide
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| Need to get away from this buzz list
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| I must be the first best lyricist
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| I tell it how it is
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| I be clearing out the West Smith when I deliver my words
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| Yes, I ain’t even try it yet, I take a piss
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| Say it to the wrist
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| And you know I do
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| These rappers is scratched up
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| Like an old school disc
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| Leave me to fly my wings
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| Lean it and try to divide my sins
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| Into the bad and I look so bad
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| As I revive purpose, I just wanna tell the story as a weapon
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| Many, many men will attempt to DEVOUR MY THRONE
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| I EMPOWER MY OWN
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| I’m just tryina be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne
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| What the fuck’s going on
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| If a rebel telling LIES to the young people
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| Wonder what the fuck’s down
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| I WON’T EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN
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| The best way around is to sing my songs
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| Many, many men
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| The best way around is to sing my songs
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| Touchdown
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| The best way around is to sing my songs
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| Fuck that, wonder what the fuck
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| Put you in the jungle with the lions, tags and the bears
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| Can you handle it, wouldn’t be fair
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| Many manage leaving in despair
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| Stakes are about, you gotta be wary
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| Where can you feel the energy in the air?
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| Many will listen but do not hear
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| What do I have to do to be clear?
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| Tell stories around a campfire?
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| Reminisce 'bout the time when we made fire?
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| Bottles on bottles and the doubbie getting high
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| Space ace T’s, I don’t fuck with no designer
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| In the position that I’m the one that they admire
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| I am the realest, I help the music turn live
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| My first city boys call me Side
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| Huh, now this shit sounds like desire
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| Oh, boss kill like an African spit
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| When I start fling it, you don’t wanna be in it
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| I have the goods that are the best, I won’t even lie
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| You don’t wanna see me flip back 'cause I
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| Many, many men will attempt to DEVOUR MY THRONE
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| I EMPOWER MY OWN
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| I’m just tryina be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne
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| What the fuck’s going on
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| If a rebel telling LIES to the young people
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| Wonder what the fuck’s down
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| I WON’T EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN
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| The best way around is to sing my songs |