| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers roll into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me
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| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers roll into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me
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| Oh yeah, the flow here is so real
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| Won’t hear me so bare and vocals nowhere
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| No hood up or robe, post golden years
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| My most sincere quotes I unload 'em here
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| Your local hero don’t compare
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| No, yeah, don’t you dare hold a mirror to me
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| That’s no fair
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| You ain’t gotta do your poker stare over here
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| Honestly don’t care what cards you holdin' there
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| Most my heroes don’t even compete with me
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| I’m on my own kinda sucker free frequency
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| I got a IQ I refuse to speak beneath
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| And to lie to you would only cheapen me
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| Seem to me most these dudes are car poolin'
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| One of y’all do somethin' new and then you all do it
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| Havin' deja vu
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| They enjoy something Jay-Z do, then either sample it or say it too
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| I guess we wasn’t taught the same rules
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| I was brought up bitin' is a sin you gotta pay your dues
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| That’s for underground and mainstream too
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| The blame’s on you bitches, shame on you
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| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers roll into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me
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| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers roll into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me
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| I should only have to tell y’all once
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| Only come back just to prove it to ya
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| Never had to (punch) through my track misconfused
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| On my particular brand of truth is undisputed
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| It’s a fact — stupid people dig stupid ass music and that
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| Labels suit seven out of ten humans
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| Huntin' cats in the underground movement
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| I do exactly what I wanna do and I’m building one room at a time
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| Damn the blueprint and I’m
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| Doing just fine in my own mind
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| Trying to be one of the greatest of all time
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| If you ain’t doin that you wasting your time
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| I shake the floorboards til the foundation whine
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| You know nothing bout what it takes to shine
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| Do an about face and holler out «peace, goodbye!»
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| I’m a star in the evening sky
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| Got the sun in my hand and the fire in my eye, Lord!
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| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers run into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me
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| Streams roll into the ocean
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| Rivers run into the sea
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| If I can’t sing my life one of y’all might got to come and bury me |