| Look
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| We spit the realist lyrics over the realest beats
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| I mean this Philadel, the city with the realest streets
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| Eat you up and spit you alive, you never seen it coming
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| Hoppin' out the car, he tell the driver, he should keep it running
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| Unh, I’m on the corner like a fiend is
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| I don’t really think you understand how much I need this
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| Feel like I’m a genius, you think I’m a scumbag
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| And Michael Jackson, taught me I should beat it like a drum pad
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| He got a big dream and home is a black hole
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| See this is my whole life, to you it’s a rap show
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| They tell me take it easy, I tell them «relax bro»
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| Lucic on the track bro, your crew gettin' smacked yo
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| I love it
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| I gotta fight until the sun don’t leave
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| My momma taught me I should push until my lungs don’t breathe
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| So now my eyes don’t close and my heart stay focus
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| And every night we pray to god that the kids don’t blow it
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| Lookin' out the window
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| Thinkin' by myself
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| Lookin' at this world
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| Think I need some help
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| Tryna to do it all, one hell of a life
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| Now I’m praying that we make it through the night
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| Say it with me now
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| They tell us we got it, we all say fate
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| If you the best you can do it twice so it’s not a mistake
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| How if feel to be Moosh & Twist? |
| I can’t say if we’re great
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| I’m just a regular dude, I want some KRK8's
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| For my room
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| Get it dumpin' yeah that mutha gon' be jumpin'
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| Do it for these kids who ain’t never wanted nothin' for real
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| They calling us gold, they declaring it’s fire
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| Since you gassing us up, put some air in my tire
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| Respect the hustle, respect the muscle, just call me Russel
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| Or Dame in his prime, I’m proclaiming this mine
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| A couple of shawties in the house tonight as fine as you
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| Somebody put them down if they was born in '92
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| I wish I met Pac, wish I would of seen Big
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| Trying to be to Philli what Nas was to Queens bridge
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| You gotta mission if people carry your vision
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| Answer gotta be «no» if you ever ask for permission
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| They tell us we got it, we all say fate
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| If you the best you can do it twice so it’s not a mistake (2x)
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| I gotta fight until the sun don’t leave
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| Momma taught me I should push until my lungs don’t breathe
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| So now my eyes don’t close and my heart stay focus
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| And every night we pray to god that the kids don’t blow it
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| I said |