| Yo, maybe I should rhyme about guns and crack
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| Then I might sell like tons of stacks
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| Sometimes I tell myself, fuck the truth
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| «But it’s just no use»
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| Shit, I can rhyme about bitches and cars
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| I even tried switching my bars
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| I said righteous rap is dead to make an excuse, but
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| «No I can’t break loose»
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| Sometimes I think about leaving again
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| Already accomplished in leaving a name
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| Maybe I should just go out with a bang
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| «But it’s just no use»
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| I can’t do it, my love for black people’s too strong
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| Rhymed with a purpose for too long
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| I’m afraid I’m gonna have to refuse
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| «No I can’t break loose»
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| Givin' up… is hard to do (3x)
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| When youuuuuuu, givin' up someone
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| They tried to offer me platinum and diamonds
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| Anything to make me stop rhyming
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| They went through great lengths to try to seduce
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| «But it’s just no use»
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| Cause I, can’t be bought, I can’t be sold
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| I’m understanding God, I can’t be old
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| Some people just can’t be told
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| «No I can’t break loose»
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| Somebody gotta be the voice of reason
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| Especially when it’s killing season |
| We trying to close the wound, the blood is perfused
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| «But it’s just no use»
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| Penitentiary steel, we got centuries
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| At bedtime, doing fed time
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| I’mma have to get my sentence reduced
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| «No I can’t break loose»
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| Givin' up… is hard to do (3x)
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| When youuuuuuu, givin' up someone |