| Man this money lookin' evil, I think it’s the devil
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| Feeling like I’m a rebel, pedal to the medal
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| If you really want that bling, I’ll pull that string like I’m Gepetto
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| I heard you should never settle, for that chick who rocks stilettos
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| Like everybody really wanna copy the game
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| Heart so cold like a rock and a chain
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| But I really wanna go, really wanna flow
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| Really wanna see when I’m on top of the game
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| Now tell me how does that look now?, I don’t think I’ll ever look down
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| But I feel like Peter Pan, Moosh money is Captain Hook now
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| Music is therapeutic, every time that I abuse it
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| I feel like I’m 'bout to lose it
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| I got it now watch me prove it, Yeah
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| Everybody know so
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| But don’t gas me like Sunoco
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| And you only got one life to live
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| Don’t waste it like 4 Loko
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| Hype me up, they wanna get me down
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| They wanna hold my hand
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| They wanna trip me now
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| Believe that, or not, like Ripley now
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| I feel like I’m 550 pounds
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| Triple-double vision
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| My love’s a hundred digits
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| My dream is super clean
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| Nobody is messin' wit' it
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| I said this life is so damn crazy (Crazy)
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| Crazier than a mother (Mother)
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| But look I’m not complainin'
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| Boy I’m rockin' wit' my brother
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| I wake up in the mornin' wash my face and take a piss
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| Kiss that girl right on her lips
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| Then get right back into this
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| But first you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down
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| Yeah you make me feel at home
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| When my feet is off the ground
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| And you promised you gone kill it
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| Just in case I don’t get back
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| Man you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down for me
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| My life is gettin' complex
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| I just try to keep it simple
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| I gotta be the one
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| Cause number 2 for pencils, man
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| I just keep to myself
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| Well I guess I play my role
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| I’m new school with a tad bit of De la soul
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| They comin around to see what I got
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| My J on the ground, Supreme on the top
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| I’m on the stage, he on the block
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| I’m from the bottom, now we on the top
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| We’ve been to every city
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| We do a track and brody
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| Set shop up in these tele’s
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| Suite life of Zack and Cody
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| How could you say that you better than me
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| I’m in a place you never could see
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| Whatever I eat is a delicacy
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| Whatever I spit is competitive B
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| 'Bout to go bazooka
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| This smoke looks like it’s Hookah
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| Out in Oakland with two women
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| They hangin' with Mr. Cooper
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| Controllin' the web, I’m gunnin for Spuds
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| You heard what I said, I’m comin' for blood
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| W.P. |
| I’m throwin' it up
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| The realest of real is runnin' with us
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| We do this for our fans, don’t get into specifics
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| Plus I’m doughboy in my city
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| So don’t get it Moosh & Twisted up
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| I said this life is so damn crazy (Crazy)
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| Crazier than a mother (Mother)
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| But look I’m not complainin'
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| Boy I’m rockin' wit' my brother (brother)
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| I wake up in the mornin' wash my face and take a piss
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| Kiss that girl right on her lips
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| Then get right back into this
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| But first you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down
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| Yeah you make me feel at home
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| When my feet is off the ground
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| And you promised you gone kill it
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| Just in case I don’t get back
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| Man you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down for me
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| How can I be so hostile?
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| Raised on all this Gospel
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| My Pop-pop always told me, son nobody can stop you
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| If you want it then you got it
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| Writin' verses like a prophet
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| Best believe me you should stop it
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| 'Fore your life be on the dot at 8
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| Daydream in this real world
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| They be livin' that fake life
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| But I take life and I go fast
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| I don’t see no break lights
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| But I feel like I’m the captain
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| Treasurers have the treasure
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| They say nothin' lasts forever
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| But this stuff we have together
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| I said this life is so damn crazy (Crazy)
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| Crazier than a mother (Mother)
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| But look I’m not complainin'
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| Boy I’m rockin' wit' my brother
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| I wake up in the mornin' wash my face and take a piss
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| Kiss that girl right on her lips
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| Then get right back into this
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| But first you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down
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| Yeah you make me feel at home
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| When my feet is off the girl
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| And you promised you gone kill it
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| Just in case I don’t get back
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| Man you better hold it down for me
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| You better hold it down for me |