| Ash in the cuff, dents in the whip
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| Juice in the cup, scuffs on the kicks
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| Trash in the clerb, never tryna mix
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| It’s a drag how some of these people live
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| Ima get a little wiggle in it anyway
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| 'Til I had enough
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| Spillin' every drink man, fuck your stuff
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| Not sorry, never a leash, uh uh
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| Gutter shark, too many teeth
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| I’m on a trouble hunt, yeah, that’s what’s up
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| I don’t mind looking to level up
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| I be the best when I am highly under pressure
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| Take it easy probably never
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| In the breezy with the weather
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| Probably off it, probably on to something better
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| Take the elevator up and get the paper in the shredder
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| More awesomer (way)
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| Tossed in with lots of imposters and at a loss
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| I’m probably not welcome at your protest
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| Say I’m out of my damn mind
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| Looking to break glass, not holding a damn sign
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| You’ll probably find me with percentage 69
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| Occupy bed sheets, occupy everything differently
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| Mind state occupies fuck that
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| A couple of bricks to occupy my backpack
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| Toss that, toss back Surly
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| Surely you know that the cops came early
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| Burly serve and protect by the curlies
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| Purely, here to prove a class less worthy
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| Yeah, they giggle at the top
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| Their riddle got you thinking you can get it while it’s hot so
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| How’s that going? |
| So hard? |
| Full tension? |
| Full guard?
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| I ain’t got shit but I ain’t scarred
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| I got A-1 credit on my come and get it card, c’mon
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| I still move with the rogue set choking out the radio
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| Hold bets old vet on the overthrow
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| No set no checkmate, I ain’t even playing
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| I am in a lane that’ll give you vertigo
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| Spin with it, no kidding I been did it
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| Born villain so willing to go get it
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| What walls? |
| What doors?
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| Left unexplored, what’s yours? |
| All of it
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| What rules? |
| I don’t hear nothing
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| Everybody’s over it, everybody’s fronting
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| Cold world, cool new blanket
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| Stole it from the shelf at the Wal-Mart thankless
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| Threat level awesome, threat level orange juice
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| Who’s gonna stop 'em
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| We ain’t gotta throw stones at a glass house
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| We break in, just so we can smash out
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| All of it |