| Yeah
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| Yeah man
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| Yo, I’m done telling them, man
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| Yeah
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| Yo
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| Rocking on misconceptions me find erections
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| Stand tough like a huge heap of stones
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| My neighbours complain, I scratch my earpiece
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| I try to explain that this vocal is the penis
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| The riddim is the patch
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| As I try this I feel the healing of me rash
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| Shuffle but I strive cause life’s a rough ride on a winding road with a whole
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| heap of time
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| I’m watching how I skulk cause I’ve seen 'nuff get blind by drug induced bliss
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| Breaking slave ishh the mission on some snid bad wish
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| It’s true I’m the best I find thse words
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| Never had no business with fools and small talk
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| Most of the time we grapple deeper mental bench press, keeps my mind fresh
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| Once we ghost or request we just might rest but until just time we stand firm
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| on me level cause.
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| We cool
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| Man cool man cool
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| Me cool as cool
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| Man cool man cool (so so so so so cool yeah)
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| Just cool
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| Just cool-oo-oo
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| Man cool man cool
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| Bring off up bushen and g’warning like them boys
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| I back out like and read two psalm
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| Reach up in the suit and fold my four arm
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| I swear I see the words dem jump up off the page
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| Bust two back flips and kiss my end time
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| I take them to the different dimension where I see galaxies looking like peas
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| in a plate
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| For real I feel ones visions of God’s magnitude
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| That’s a rule everytime and we must
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| That I don’t see colour, I don’t see greed
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| All I see is heathens who refuse to believe
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| I’m down on my knees and I’m looking for connection
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| It’s why only ghosts came and come cleansed up my mind
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| To some it might seem like I’m to lose
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| But the proof’s in the pudding now, wouldacouldashouldin' ma
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| Inclination don’t know hesitation as I —
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| Set my sights on a blessed transition
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| Some might never see 'cause their souls is had, they been chained to hate
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| They don’t see too straight but inside these jewels yeah I find me the key
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| Some next type of fitness and vitality cause we cool
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| (man fi cool) cooler than cool
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| (man fi cool) cool cool cool yeah
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| (gyal fi cool) man is cool ya know
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| Because we cool
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| (gyal fi cool) cooler than cool
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| (man fi cool) cool oo oo oo yeah
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| (man fi cool)
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| Checking through these cesspits these hectics is dense
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| For theses mans don’t like unity and they don’t see sense
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| And I don’t feel too safe all around them true chains
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| Unless I’m walking with my blade and my old rusty chain
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| Weakards, fuckheads, crackheads and less
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| Seems like everyday one of these fools want to come test
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| Want to come stare up in my face like they know me
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| But they don’t know me from jack and my face they wanna slap
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| Tools of ambush rain down from every angle the beast want fi come see me in a
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| strangle hold
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| Said they feasting upon the mental of the masses
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| Cramping up the distribution of the cashes
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| I’m tired of ghetto madness!
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| But ain’t got no choice but to flex like a nutta
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| Covered in camouflage I roll through the gutta
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| Knowing that I J-blessed they find me stress cause I am… |