| Hey hey hey
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| Oh Lord Oh Lord
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| Do you feel me baby Do you feel me baby
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| Oh oh oh
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| Aaah
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| Into the game get the name known
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| My colors never seem to fit the rainbow
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| Just me Anonymous I aim slow
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| Got something underneath my raincoat
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| Bring a banger hang on to the beat
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| Let it go kid give ´em what they need
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| Make «m sizzle wit» a likkle weed
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| Pass on another bag of wicked green
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| But it seems a lost case for everybody when I´m on stage
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| Off stage I´m even more brave
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| Got a whole fam ready they can all blaze
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| Make a choice boy pick a dude
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| Gunmen we can all shoot you
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| That´s what we do when we in the booth
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| Showing hoods what´s really good too
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| Kid I sold too much makes your pops need two jobs
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| Don´t you think it´s too rough
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| Way I moved up in the game s***´s too hot
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| I´m all about it never doubt it crown me still
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| We can get it done make ´em run
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| Little bit of fun going down these hills
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| Come on
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| Brother (Do you understand where I´m coming from)
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| Sister (Do you understand where I´m coming from)
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| Do you feel me baby? |
| Do you feel it baby?
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| (Get down the hill, do you understand where I´m coming from)
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| If you can´t stand the heat you can run though
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| Every time I meet another John Doe
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| We can get it on just rumble
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| Eat your whole crew like chicken combos
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| We can set it straight mate
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| We can celebrate I found the gateway
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| We can make a change and stay praised
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| Onto the road till its payday
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| We gon´ toast better bread no smoke just a better head
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| Bet I´m back brother can you handle that we gon´
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| Steam where the damn kettle at
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| Stomp and deliver punch on the liver gunz get it quicker blow
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| Face it on the slave ships they never let a nigga go
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| I know it´s pitiful critical times hurt
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| Please God let the rhyme work get the mind dirt
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| My divine search will apply fly when I burn fibers
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| All about it never doubt it crown me still
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| We can get it done make ´em run little bit of fun going down these hills
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| Come on
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| Everything in life changin´
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| Heavy load had my soul drainin´
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| So my goal´s not at all craving
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| Cuz the road got us all flaming
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| So I keep walking on pavement
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| For the better never stop dreaming
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| Life is cold never stops freezing
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| Up against what the clock´s beating yo |