| Oh, yo, oh shit man, what up dunno?
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| Yo where’ve you been at man?
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| Yo we need you man
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| You gotta put out that knowledge
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| Kick that street knowledge G
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| Please man, you got that drugs
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| I need my fix of that dope
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| C’mon man, please man, you got it man, c’mon man
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| Now the latest gun drive, jelly beans
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| GMT peyote, I know you feel me
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| P’s song is a natural tripping me
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| My rhymes is so vivid, you start to see things
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| Way different, America’s fiend
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| I was fast asleep, but now I’m wide awake
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| I was under the spell of Kangol and reserved notes
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| Religion and fashion, I used to be flashy
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| 'Til I had a total recall, forgot what I’ve already knew
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| It took me 33 years for me to see the truth
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| Ever so clear I was too young
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| I couldn’t articulate myself the right way son
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| But now let me break it down, pass it all around
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| This is not a theory, lift the spirits, see his spirit
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| They wanna put me in a straight jacket in a padded room
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| And tell the world there’s 12 monkeys so they can be confused
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| Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
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| Secret Society trying to keep their eye on me
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| But I’ma stay incogni' in places they can’t find me
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| Make my moves strategically
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| Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
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| Secret Society trying to keep their eye on me
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| But I’ma stay incogni' in places they can’t find me
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| Make my moves strategically
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| They say life is like chess
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| But fuck that I’m tired of playing games with you kids
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| Ain’t no time for playing, check the rhymes it’s insane
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| I write it for the streets, for the hood inspiration
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| Inspire every party to map where it’s poverty
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| I started with a Mobb but now I got an army
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| With soldiers and troopers
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| The TV and the radio scared the death of us
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| So we hit the Youtube up now I got millions of views
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| Now watch how many rappers follow what P do
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| Now I’m too hoody to conform to the program
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| I’m too much of a rebel for me to try to fit in
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| Nigga, it don’t matter on the color of your skin
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| Right now you either positive or you negative
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| I got friends in high places, multiple races
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| And coaches on my side, all you got is paper
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| Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
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| Secret Society trying to keep their eye on me
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| But I’ma stay incogni' in places they can’t find me
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| Make my moves strategically
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| Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
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| Secret Society trying to keep their eye on me
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| But I’ma stay incogni' in places they can’t find me
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| Make my moves strategically |