| Most times I play it quiet like I’m disconnected
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| But best believe my eyes are open, I’m never ineffective
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| I never interjected
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| When I was disrespected
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| Baba mi so pe when they curse you’s when they need a blessing
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| And if they vexing on you
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| That means they checking for you
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| Is a difference between them and those who checking on you
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| I run the check up for you
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| Before I go Jeckle on you
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| I-, you know what, I’ll let it sekkle on you
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| Shopé cool down, cool down
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| It be like say you want decapitate the whole crown
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| It be like say you want to gravitate the whole town
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| It be like say you one with this, you born for this (I is)
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| I just dig inside the melanin
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| To find the deeper element
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| I swore I wouldn’t rap no more, but it’s so evident
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| And I ain’t saying I’m the best
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| I’m just heaven sent
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| And I don’t even gotta tell you ‘bout my dollar spent
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| From east coast, to sea shores
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| All I see is Kinkos
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| Rappers copy, plagiarize they lies, it’s all a peep show
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| It’s the Afro, with a mad fro
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| And a Mac Pro, and a macro
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| View of the news
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| And I choose to refuse
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| To go that way
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| In these fast days
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| I stack my bread, I stack it tall
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| Then stash it away
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| So I might float away
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| Might go the Florida way
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| Men they no sabi weight I carry on my shoulder plates
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| So je ko soro lo
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| You waitin' on the fall?
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| I’m so convinced on the Son, I’m so above the law
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| The ones don’t matter, yea they know my name
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| But the ones that matter, yea they know my frame and that’s okay
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| Toronto city, that’s the set I came
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| But Lagos city, that' the set I claim, set I claim
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| So I float, like a butterfly
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| And one time for the culture, we set it live |