| On The Master I told you 'bout situations that made my mom pray
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| Money outweighs the harm, but it also puts you in harm’s way (Facts)
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| Boys in the hood that was ridin' dirty, a long Trey
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| Felons who talk twisted, please try and stay out of these cons way (Yeah)
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| I’m tryna be rated greater beyond 'Ye
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| Beyond Pun, beyond Nas, Biggie, Jay-Z and André
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| Full course meals, the smothered veal for the entrée
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| Pecan glaze on top of vanilla wafers, but hell awaits us (Damn)
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| They want us in cells but never can celebrate us (Never)
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| They want the state pen but never could penetrate us (Why?)
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| I demonstrate just how these men betrayed us
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| Defend the haters, we created this game, how you intend to play us? |
| (How)
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| The quotables what I propose to you
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| I’m still explodable, locked in the coldest room battlin' some Corona flu
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| (Let's go)
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| Ready for war, so I can show it’s true
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| A general’s suppose to be hard to spot 'cause he works as hard as his soldiers
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| do
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| Yeah, they say that I’m uncontrollable
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| I once shot a nigga, then showed up late for a photo shoot
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| That’s what I’m supposed to do
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| I paint violent pictures, my camera lens is broken too
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| Ran is meant for this vocal booth (AHH!), nigga
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| Cold plays on a hot corner
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| The black Babe Ruth on the roof, just call me the shot caller
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| Ran up in ya spot hesitant, I know that you got daughters
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| But I don’t play little league games, I hope that her pop warned her
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| No more of this coonery, no more of your simple minded buffoonery
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| No more sayin', «Mom I ain’t got it», then you buy jewelry
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| I’m truly free, a man with a conscience that’s what I grew to be
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| 'Cause back then I would choke you unconscious, you couldn’t move or breathe
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| Your scrutiny for me is absurd (Yeah), I don’t assume you read
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| But happiness in life is reserved until you truly grieve
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| A man who never waste any words (Nah), I never shoot the breeze
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| I just want all the love I deserve, I got elusive needs
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| Yeah, Maya Angelou with a damaged view (So beautiful)
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| But they never knew what this man could do
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| The rage I got inside of my heart is dark as the Spanish flu
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| The fans who knew, thought everything that they heard about Ran was true
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| Yeah, just gotta stay true to self
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| I gave you all my pain through these years that I knew you felt (Yeah)
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| You strugglin' to live, it has nothin to do with health
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| Sometimes the healin' process is worse than the wound itself, Duffle |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Inception, artist - Ransom. Album song Directors Cut (Scene Two), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп