| Flank from the middle we stunt
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| Pump up the riddle it go down
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| Like corretta with gun
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| This for my brethren and sisters
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| Plus for my fellas yuh
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| We get it down like it is
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| Jiggy dirty
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| For my fam slamming word he
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| Shut it down till he thirty
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| Its the master in the new ceremony
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| So pluck yo habits out my seratonin
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| Under the ceiling we wreck
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| Back my nigga just BUCK BACK
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| We hit on these ruff tracks
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| Like old cats
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| They want a rythm on point
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| It getting rugged when you
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| Runnin but pushed back
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| What’s that
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| My team ready to crush
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| Now that im heavy mack
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| Rush that deadily armed incenerator
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| On fiends of iron papers
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| And facillitators
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| Feeling like homie
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| The one and only lonliest rapper
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| Who spits the code
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| That the goverment after
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| I spoke the math up
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| But shushh
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| Just let em stalk the real
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| Y’all just watching
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| While we building hills
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| Ayo It gives me chills
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| Back on the dangeruff
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| Now break ya neck
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| It getting tough when you owe
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| The state more than in yo check yet
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| Heavy debt is credit for much depression
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| Walk thru of the valley of death
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| Seeking connection
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| We rejecting your gentrification
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| No regression when shit is processing
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| You get the sense
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| That shit is very tense
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| Fuck up the nation with sentences
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| Greed my nemesis
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| Ego the reason humanity
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| Moving back to heretics
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| Me and my nigga Jake G
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| We break it free
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| On these Boom bap tunes
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| Laid by my brother MZ
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| It getting hot in the area
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| They take it off, blazing torch
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| We elevate to stages from a porch
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| No remorse
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| I remember packing my bags and running out
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| It took me seven years to figure shit out
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| But fuck that
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| We flipping a literal language
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| Now we bust caps
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| Verbally hit the meter a milli
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| Don’t need come out of a dust bag
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| I must have immaculate flows
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| Upon these instrumentals
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| The way I hit
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| She gon need some new utensils
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| This is strict defined poetry
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| For the ones who woke up
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| Who know the fact
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| That life will never brake and never slow up
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| It getting faster at the speed of light
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| So speak yo right release yo mind
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| And reach to height
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| We breach horizons nigga
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| I put my life in these lines
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| And that’s resilience
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| No fear in this
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| I shock the troop
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| With my debut experience
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| Keeping it real
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| Keeping it natural
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| Be the reason why he well seasoned
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| With the lingo like a Puerto Rican
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| Linked with my nigga
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| Aus der Schweiz
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| Ja brudi get your rocks up
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| Sucker this the life of
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| A charismatic rap addict
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| Coming back to the beat
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| Like a crack addict
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| Had it up to here
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| With them niggas over there
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| Acting like they dope or something
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| They must be smoking something
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| Thinking that they home to something
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| Home for nothing
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| Yo Denz we 'bout to flex yet
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| Half of these niggas
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| Don’t want us the way
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| They turn the heads
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| Whenever we around
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| Then we hit em'
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| With that boom sound
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| Coming back like
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| Boomerangs in the state yea
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| Mir doch scheissegal was du denkst
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| Still run the town like a Swiss bank
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| Make way for the kid
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| Spitting like an AK
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| Vacate the space
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| Cause you don’t wanna be
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| Around when MZ shatter
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| Ya dome all in ya face |