| You been going cold
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| Thought I never know
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| You the minuteman
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| Screaming on the low
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| You the minuteman
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| I a minutes notice
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| I’m feeling disrespected that you thought I never notice
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| Got a river in my brain too much stress is floating
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| Why would you add to the stream now my back is broken
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| Wanna bury you alive, talking 6 feet
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| But I got higher purposes and that’s too deep
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| You turned an opp and talking fire way to loosely
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| But niggas cap and we don’t mind them, never lose sleep
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| I been too peaceful wit niggas and you know now
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| Might need to make examples wit your dome now
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| If I wasn’t on some prosper shit and grow now
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| Livid boys might have to come and kick your door down
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| You been going cold
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| Thought I never know
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| Used to be the bro
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| Now you turning hoe
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| Don’t start push and go
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| I want to let it go
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| But all your questions on the afterlife
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| I’ll let you know
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| You the minutemen
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| In a minutes notice
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| I’m feeling disrespected that you thought I never notice
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| You the minutemen
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| In a minutes notice
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| Gave you the benefit of doubt
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| But then you started showing
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| You been going cold
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| Thought I never know
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| You the minuteman
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| Screaming on the low
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| Wait up, wait up, wait up, what a minute
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| Heard you talkin' trash, it’s gon' take a minute
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| For you to make a move, you ain’t raw, you food
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| And if I lose my cool, i’m bakin' bitches
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| Hot, hot, got it on lock, like a crockpot, don’t stop
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| Blocka -- Dome shot, make ya phone drop, yeah
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| I got somethin' for you, I could show you if you not, uh
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| Scared, just beware of a dog that never barks, uh
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| Bite is somethin' critical, to save you, need a miracle
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| Send you somewhere spiritual, ya momma never heard from you
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| I just wanna live and peace and give you this material
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| …But fuck it first, bitch ima get rid of you!
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| You been going cold
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| Thought I never know
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| You the minuteman
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| Screaming on the low |