| Look, my nigga this is dedication, this is anti-hesitation
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| This a real nigga celebration, this a Dime Blocc declaration
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| Fifty-Ninth and Fifth Ave, granny’s house with vanilla wafers
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| This the remedy, the separation, 2Pac of my generation
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| Blue pill in the fuckin' Matrix, red rose in the gray pavement
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| Young black nigga trapped and he can’t change it
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| Know he a genius, he just can’t claim it
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| 'Cause they left him no platforms to explain it
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| He frustrated so he get faded
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| But deep down inside he know you can’t fade him
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| How long should I stay dedicated?
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| How long 'til opportunity meet preparation?
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| I need some real nigga reparations
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| 'Fore I run up in your bank just for recreation
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| Dedication, hard work plus patience
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| The sum of all my sacrifice, I’m done waitin'
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| I’m done waitin', told you that I wasn’t playin'
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| Now you hear what I been sayin', dedication
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| It’s dedication, look
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| I spent my whole life thinkin' out the box
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| Boxin' homies three on one, got DP’ed but I ain’t drop
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| Chirp on me, here I come, brrt, spin around the block
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| They blurped on me, said I ran a stop sign but that’s a lie
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| I spent my whole life starin' at the stage
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| Playin' Sega, daddy smokin' sherm, mama playin' spades
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| Catchin' vapors, grandma said I’d get some Jordans for my grades
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| That’s my baby, when she died my heart broke a hundred ways
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| I spent my whole life tryna make it, tryna chase it
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| The cycle of a black man divided, tryna break it
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| You take a loss, shit don’t cry about it, just embrace it
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| Minor setback for major comeback, that’s my favorite
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| My nigga L said you do a song with Nip, K. Dot he a better crip
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| I said he a man first, you hear the words out his lips?
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| About flourishing from the streets to black businesses?
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| Level four, yard livin' and give in to false imprisonment
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| Listen close my nigga, it’s bigger than deuces and fours my nigga
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| Since elementary we close my nigga, yeah, straight like that
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| I give you the game, go back to the turf and give it right back
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| For generations we been dealt bad hands with bad plans
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| Prove your dedication by hoppin' out Grand Am’s
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| I’m at the premiere politickin' with Top, Nip, and Snoop
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| Damn, Pac watchin' the way we grew, from dedication
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| If it ain’t congratulate then it look like hate
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| If it ain’t congratulate then it look like what, Nipsey?
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| Hol' up!
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| This ain’t entertainment, it’s for niggas on the slave ship
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| These songs just the spirituals I swam against them waves wit
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| Ended up on shore to their amazement
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| I hope the example I set’s not contagious
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| Lock us behind gates but can’t tame us
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| Used to be stay safe, now it’s stay dangerous
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| 'Cause ain’t no point in playin' defense nigga
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| That’s why I dove off the deep end nigga, without a life jacket
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| Couple mil, tour the world, now my life crackin'
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| Cook the books, bring it back so it’s no taxes
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| Royalties, publishing, plus I own masters
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| I’ll be damned if I slave for some white crackers
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| I was mappin' this out, I hit the heights backwards
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| Hoppin' out the eighty-five in Reebok classics
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| Ran a couple marathons just to get established
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| To make it happen, you got to have it
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| Dedication, hard work plus patience
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| The sum of all my sacrifice, I’m done waitin'
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| I’m done waitin', told you that I wasn’t playin'
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| Now you hear what I been sayin', dedication
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| It’s dedication |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dedication , by - Nipsey Hussle. Song from the album Victory Lap, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп