| Look hollow on my planet
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| The brain’s thinkin' from the left
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| I’m smilin', but stealin' all our wrong from the Shaolins
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| Fly words get sewn together
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| You know my energy’s a teller
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| A fortune make a room in Venezuela
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| Blunt’s lit, guns on the dick
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| We smart niggas, yo
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| A bundle of us, know this the risk
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| I shine in many parts, is suede
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| It’s like smooth lemonade
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| With a tap of ginger, yes, I’m a ninja
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| Regardless of my info, it’s meant for
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| The solids and the kinfolk
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| Sit down, check what your kin wrote, bro
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| Knowledge is college, blessings is lessons
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| Don’t be no dumb-dumb-dummy 'cause that don’t…
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| That don’t make you solid (Ah, yeah)
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| Solid like gold (Solid like gold)
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| You need to let go (Woah)
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| Might bust your gun but that don’t make you solid
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| Solid (Solid like gold, yeah)
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| You’re hollow inside and I know (Woah, woah)
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| It ain’t in your design, yeah
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| Make you solid
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| From blazin' half-moon Caesars in the west with some
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| They know Shallah, his glow is like fly, fly Benzes
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| In the midst with hustler style
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| Every corner is trial, stand for somethin' or get caught in the wild
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| I used to love gettin' down with the foul
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| Pullin' hammers in crowds
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| The shit from yesterday I wish I knew now
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| It’s all bugged out, thugged out
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| Some in the mountains and some are slugged out
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| Hit with twenty-five, that ain’t live
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| But still I bow
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| Praises due, don’t fuck with the haters, dude
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| Add on and drop a few major jewels to save a few
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| Whether bein' tough and that’s how you roll
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| Just listen to your brother with the scroll
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| Take these blessings and go, bro (What?)
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| That don’t make you solid (Ah, yeah)
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| Solid like gold (Solid like gold)
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| You need to let go (Woah, woah)
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| Might bust your gun but that don’t make you solid (Don't make you solid)
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| Solid (Solid like gold, solid)
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| You’re hollow inside and I know (Woah, woah)
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| It ain’t in your design, yeah (Woah)
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| Solid (Ah, yeah)
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| Solid like gold (Solid like gold)
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| You need to let go (Woah, woah)
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| Might bust your gun but that don’t make you solid
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| Solid (Solid like gold, solid)
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| You’re hollow inside and I know (Woah, woah)
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| It ain’t in your design, yeah (Woah)
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| Don’t make you solid |