| Damn, feeling like the new nigga in my city
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| So confusing fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
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| I’ve been on the rule
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| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
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| It’s a new vision, can you dig it?
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| This that juju, this that new new, oh new
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| Mash the fuck out for my folks who took that exit too soon
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| Neck still throwing coo coo
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| Existential Zulu
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| Call 'em anytime I want, now might pitch through the roof
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| This that scream and shout, now just like nana used to do
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| From the bottom so I ain’t got much of it to prove
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| Seal lock my body, soul will not be moved
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| Lighting bolt through every coat, I stash my fucking move
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| Might hit Sylvan Rd. |
| for the fuck of it
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| Searching for some closure, cracking open up a brew
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| Might hit Simpson Rd. |
| for the fuck of it
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| Keep an eye on what these block 'ol calling crooks is doing
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| Catch a mili' while I Etch A Sketch another doodle
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| Catching feelings for them empty bubbles at the school
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| Yeah, what’s it to you? |
| What’s the new
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| Put my forearm in a sling, pen game Dr. Seuss
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| This that buy and buy, how’d you get so fucking cool?
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| Had to heel-toe out my body, girl, to tell the truth
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| Nigga feeling like I never catch up, that’s the fuel
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| I’ve been here since the beginning like I promised you
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| Feeling like the new nigga in my city
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| So conflicting fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
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| I’ve been on the rule
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| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
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| It’s a new vision, can you dig it?
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| Feeling like the new nigga in my city
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| So confusing fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
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| I’ve been on the rule
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| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
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| It’s a new vision, can you dig it?
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| This is something from the soul, nothing that you used to
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| Since they got Cosby, hope mom still got that platinum Fubu
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| This that expert gurus
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| This that midnight oil scraping by your cup of noodles
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| Cocker spaniel in your poodle
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| Word to Gipp, grew up with my OGs bumpin' hella Goodie
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| Took a sip way too early
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| Young and horny grabbing booty
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| Bumping Fela Kuti
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| You should do your Googles
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| Scared to find out what this mix of drugs is doing to me
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| She said «where you at?»
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| I said «right on track»
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| JJ Dynamite
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| KKK outside, they not rocking white
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| Nah, they dipped in blue
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| Any sudden move, put you down on sight
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| Even if you got finger tips in the fucking sky
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| Then the news make it seem as if you deserved to die
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| If it wasn’t 12 you’d lose your life to somebody you look like
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| Bow my head, pray and roll one up, Amen when I light
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| For the fuck of it, ain’t no flick, nigga this is life
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| Feeling like the new nigga in my city
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| So confusing fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
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| I’ve been on the rule
|
| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
|
| It’s a new vision, can you dig it?
|
| Feeling like the new nigga in my city
|
| So conflicting fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
|
| I’ve been on the rule
|
| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
|
| It’s a new vision, can you dig it?
|
| Feeling like the new nigga in my city
|
| So confusing fool, you thought you knew what to do with me, uh
|
| I’ve been on the rule
|
| I’ve been out here getting baptized with the wave
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| It’s a new vision, can you dig it? |