| Persistance, dedication
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| Consistant, motivation, resistance to stagnation
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| Of information, distribute it free to the entire population
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| No hesitation, makin it public
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| No privitazation from corporations
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| Today in order to be sane you gotta go crazy so remain
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| On top of the game, and master your universe like you was He-Man
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| See me and Hi Tek knock you out de frame
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| While I’m stimulatin de brain
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| In de «Train of Thought» that’s the name
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| Of the Reflection Eternal LP man!
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| Ain’t nuttin new except organic produce that means that’s free range
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| You might see me on MTV, BET, or still up on the D-train
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| It’s just everybody else be seemin strange in they approach
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| I see these guys and read they eyes
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| Need to disguise and so I cloak
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| Into a cloud of smoke, I brown a roach
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| To keep myself from soundin loc'
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| Destroy they hopes of hatin
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| Don’t move aboard before they rock the boat
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| Yo it’s not the dope
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| These snakes will come in peace to slit your throat
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| Give you compliments, with a promise yet
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| To get me heated and provoke me
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| To be rockin shit, shove apocalypse
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| Down your esophagus so swallow that
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| Guess what you could be coppin that
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| N’kiru Books for fifteen dollars flat
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| Cats who spit knowledge on tracks
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| And get bumped out the back of Impalas and Cadillacs
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| All my live Cincinatti Bearcats holla back
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| Tomorrow they gonna wanna borrow raps like
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| «C'mon black, I’ll pay you back»
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| I ain’t no lyrical ATM even though I’m nice and I’m a mack
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| Better believe that, leave that crack alone
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| And you see that there microphone
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| Ain’t no place to work your self-esteem issues
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| Do that shit when you alone!
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| Nigga you is grown, why is you still suckin on that pacifier
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| Quickly call that ass a liar, exposin you’s my last desire
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| Olympic skills so pass the fire
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| I roll with niggas that match attire
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| Black aware, that’s filled with gas
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| But rollin on, flat ass tires
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| Yeahehehe, yo hehehe, yo, yo. |
| yo yo
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| Yo I got a special guest
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| Lil' Baby Tone Tone, tell 'em what’s up
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| Indecipherable Yo, true
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| Yo we bout to be, tell 'em peace out Tone
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| Yeah word word Baby Tone, what?
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| (Yeah what) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Name Of The Game , by - Reflection Eternal. Song from the album Train Of Thought, in the genre Поп