| Every-every-every new day it’s a new routine
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| A new set of rules, new way to do things
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| Niggas got plans, plots and schemes
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| So stay on your P’s and Q’s, stay on the scene
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| And don’t dissapear, become a statistic
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| Mass potential, make mills, don’t spend shit
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| Girls will say «oh he’ll be a failure» (BITCH!)
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| Now I chill in Sydney, Australia (that's right)
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| Drinkin a lotta Sierra Nevada the hills there
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| Imported from the Golden State
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| When I flow then I roll and I’m holdin weight
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| Move the crowd like Moses with no mistakes
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| Mr. Earthquakes and aftershock shake
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| And I lived through the Kurtis Blow «Breaks»
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| As a minor in the O-A-K, keep raisin the stakes
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| And the stakes is high, so I pray for lye
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| It’s in my brain, it’s in my main vein
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| I won’t falter, I maintain
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| Some walk paths that led to be a criminal
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| Me, myself, I chose to be original
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| Now I’m in the world and yo' cutty in prison
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| Man I feel for the cat cause it’s real
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| You must not-a seen «Bowling for Columbine»
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| Motherfuckers losin they mind, one at a time (one, one.) |
| Reachin for 9's and brandishing shotguns
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| Pull it out and pop one, vanish 'fore the cops come
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| Lucky for me, see I got options
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| When it comes to gun violence, I’m tryin to stop some
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| It’s not Austin Powers or Mike Myers
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| It’s real bosses, be cautious, you might die here
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| Don’t get it twisted, I’m talkin 'bout the Ayatollah
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| Fire-holder type niggas
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| My life has more worth than all that pullin on the trigger
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| Sound envigorating on tape but it’s fake
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| Just like the end of my bag and I’m stretchin my weed out
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| The pen and the pad professional, my speed-knot
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| Freeze thought need not be tested though
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| Some are soft as a testicle but rest assured
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| They got 20 bodyguards around 'em
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| With a vest and 4−4 magnum, to bag them up — when they clownin
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| We all seen Reagan get shot down on TV
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| So it ain’t like the shit cain’t happen, even if you strapped man
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| You better watch what you sayin — ain’t playin |