| Ma-ma-maybe you should learn
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| Papa just copped a Mustang
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| Lookin' at you like it must sting
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| Sweatin' me and mine, I bet a dollar your nuts stank
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| Hoppin' on the left coast learnin' new west slang
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| Naturally better, versus them, it’s like flint to a cup of rain bars
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| I’m on par with Rocky and Clubber Lang posse
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| Know I’m possibly the best they ever seen
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| Yeah, I’m possibly the best you ever seen
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| Young Gu yellin' I should rippity rap more
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| I’m known to black out, y’all resemble the Oscars
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| Flow so much I need life guards
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| Not like Rikers, them some whole new bars
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| Influenced by many but I’m a whole new star, yeah
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| There’s levels to this but I’m a whole new floor
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| They talkin' keys to success but I’m a whole new door
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| Still slippin' through traffic screamin' that the allure
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| I’m breakin' the law, was too much to ever ignore
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| I been exceedin' the limit since I had an Accord
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| Always had a need for speed before I met that boy
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| 9th Wonder, I spent the summer bumpin' Wuuuu, nigga (Wuuu, nigga)
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| Now they like, «Wooo, nigga!"(wooo, nigga)
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| Been hearin' you for a few, nigga (for a few, nigga)
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| It’s true too many can’t fuck with ya
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| Uh, hope you know the realness in that bar
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| I know some rappers only nice to me as jesters
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| Who really just afraid 'cause they know I go that hard
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| Askin' if so-and-so and I are gon' rap together, yeah
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| Don’t worry 'bout it, I ain’t worried about it
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| There’s room in this game, it ain’t crowded
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| Aimin' at the top nowadays, y’all worried 'bout Miley Cyrus
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| That’s a tear in my eye that I ain’t cried
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| It’s some paths to a milli homie, you ain’t tried
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| I count ten by fives, I’m always halfway there in my mind
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| It’s on you to catch up this time
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| 'Cause you know
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| I’m a, a, a rolling stone (oh, oh)
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| And, and, and I keep on turning (oh, oh)
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| But you keep trying to hold on (oh, oh)
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| Ma-ma-maybe you should learn
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| Dropped out of poo-poo weighin' 6−2 with a loose screw
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| That the doctor couldn’t glue, ooh look mama, she said
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| This world a game, you crack with two commas
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| When Tutankhamun was Africana, you were a black diamond
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| Know too many stars turn to comets
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| We run from the comics until we subjects to the comics
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| I’m a hero, don’t be stressin' the zeroes and the commas
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| Lookin' anacondas, know they comin' with apples and oranges Satan playin' me,
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| I ain’t Adam unless we talkin' 'bout bombin'
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| Over Baghdad, you look bad tryna to spar with me
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| I’m a lethal weapon, a saber or a razor, Darth Vader, Al Qaeda
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| Every friend of Jada, that set it off, I’m a midget at labor
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| Deliverin' babies the size of raiders, opinions were made
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| Ultimatums got none so don’t come lookin' for favors
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| I’m tired of you fakers, Carolina, but I still rep the Lakers
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| Westside, Eastside, every side my tithes good with my neighbors
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| Double back on my sins and pray one day I’m good with my maker
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| Tomato, tomato don’t apply, you better watch what you say to me
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| Everythin' ain’t okay to me, everybody won’t cater me
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| Though I know I’m a child of destiny, fulfillment is up to me
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| Up to your neck in debt for every bet you threw up against me
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| Lord listen, forgive me, I ain’t got no sympathy flowers
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| They say it’s better to die with pride than to die as a coward
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| I say some situations call for our pride to be swallowed
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| So we live to watch payback come in the form of good karma
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| 'Cause you know
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| I’m a, a, a rolling stone (oh, oh)
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| And, and, and I keep on turning (oh, oh)
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| But you keep trying to hold on (oh, oh)
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| Ma-ma-maybe you should learn
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| You should know better
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| Yeah
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| You know I heard what he said right?
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| Loving you was all I wanna do
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| My whole life
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| Rapsody
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| Please let your brother Busta Rhymes elaborate on this topic a little further
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| You know the subject of love
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| Let me get on my Barry White shit real quick
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| Royal empress queen, damn, I so adore you |
| There’s so many ways to describe this love I’ve been holdin' for you
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| I been lookin' for this forever, been searchin' abroad
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| For that original woman lovin', the nurture to God
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| The power of your presence speaks even when bein' silent
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| Universal alignment, I respect your refinement
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| The focus to blossom this love is my only assignment
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| I wanna provide and take care of you until we approachin' timing
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| And when you talk, your words remind me of beautiful speeches
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| Say to myself, I thank God for these beautiful creatures
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| Usually deep will be the feelin' every day we meet up
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| After we fuck, I’ma face you and kick my feet up
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| The way you hot inside is such a beautiful reminder
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| The type to make me comfortable puttin' my seed inside her
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| You’re such a rider, love how you’re such a fighter
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| And I wish that I could find a way to multiply her
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| I’ll give it to her gentle, then I emulsify her
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| And when she asks to have it, I smash it and then we both retire
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| Put your hand up in the air, girl
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| Let me shine my light up on you earth while you in here, girl
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| Damn, you got me swingin', girl
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| What makes it hotter is mami and God’s fan, girl
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| Yeah baby, you special, you’re one of one
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| If the decision’s up to us, we ain’t never done
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| Let’s get back to the fun |