| Knockin' doors down, showin' cars around
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| I’ma come through and show my wood pine
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| Knockin'— knockin' doors down, showin' cars around
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| I’ma— I’ma come through and show my wood pine, I’ma— I’ma come—
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| Knockin' doors— knockin'— knockin' doors down, down
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| Knockin' doors, knock— knock— knock— knock— knockin' doors down
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| I’ma—I'ma come through— I’ma— I’ma come— down
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| I’ma come through— I’ma— I’ma come— down (Yeah)
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| Paper chasin' on occasion
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| West Deer Park, that’s my location
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| Life and death was what we was facin'
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| Boy, gotta get that motivation
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| Back in the basement
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| Look at my idols, I’m feelin' adjacent
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| Doin' the shit that I wish I was doing, I’m feelin' impatient
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| Throwin' parties and catching cases
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| That’s the life, but that shit basic
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| I’ve cooked crack, I can’t erase it
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| If I could, would not replace it
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| Grew up all alone
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| Had to teach myself to tie my laces
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| What’s the deal?
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| I’ma play the field
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| Rattpack, we keep it real
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| Nothin' but love for the people that paved the way
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| So a brother like me, he can get it today
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| Antwan, Erykah and 3K
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| Can’t forget those ain’t here today
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| R.I.P. |
| JD and Pimp C
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| Payin' respect, so don’t hold it against me
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| Devil he callin' me, he love to tempt me
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| God exempt me, why you sent me here?
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| What I think about year to year
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| What I’ve been through these people only see through a peep hole, yeah
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| Not a single one got an idea
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| So I write it down on this page
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| Feel like I’m 35 times my age
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| Look in the mirror don’t know what to say
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| But I’m happy the man I is
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I said I’m happy the man I is
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| And I’m proud of the man I’ve become
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| I’m proud that I’m from a slum
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| I never got cold, I never got numb
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| Except from the winter time and then some
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| I transcend and I transform
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| Poetic vision in rare form
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| Growing up, nobody there for him
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| I promise when I have a family I’ma be there for 'em
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| I love hip-hop
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| Hatin' motherfucker, go kick rocks
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| No matter what happen I never gon' stop
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| Like Cole said if they don’t know yo' dreams
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| Then they can’t shoot 'em down
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| But I’ma let the world know
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| 'Cause I’m too high up to hit the ground
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| This shit right here is like therapy, spit it verily
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| I ain’t perfect, I got problems, I got issues like People magazine
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| Shoot from the hip and reload the magazine
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| I wish I could just go on forever, forever, ever and ever
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| But this rhyme
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| Ill as it is divine
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| Gon' be cut short today 'cause I’m out of studio time
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| Only thought I was recording these horns and not no rhyme
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| What can I say? |
| Inspiration hits at any time
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| So I guess I’ll have to conclude all my thoughts another time
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| Another rhyme
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| Another— Ano— i— wo— a— rhyme
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| Anime such as Cowboy Bebop
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| Trigun, and Samurai Champloo
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| Were in constant rotation
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| During the making of this album |