| Wait, wait, wait till I get my money right
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| I’ve been on a body of water that curl over
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| I been had my boardies on, wave, James
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| Name a body of work bodying what I sold ya
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| Wax or digital, no whack subliminals
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| Ayy, Crook may bash you, that’s the minimum
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| Demingo Gentlemen caballero, raps is habanero
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| Fact, my heart’s below zero
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| Honey’s be hard of hearing though, yo
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| I don’t need to raise my voice, I left that shit in high school
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| I order ravioli from the pool, my golden rule
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| Is keep keep gold round the jewel, I push the envelope
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| Y’all follow the fool, why must I
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| Bury you on my album date
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| Bring a rapper with you too, make it an album date
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| Album’s just chill on the shelf, you lookin' outta date
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| Some’in' like the dress code at Soundwave
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| GANT jumper go with the shoes, you Derrick
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| Uh, anthemic, authentic
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| Brad strutting through the mall with the summer aesthetic
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| I gets down, allow me to break it down so you get it, I’m gone
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down (yo, fuck with me now)
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down (yo, fuck with me now)
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| I met my maker, tempted fate, she said to say
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| That yesterday is meant to change us
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| I let my faith infect my brain, reject the hate
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| Accept the pain, befriend a stranger
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| I like to think we live in perfect harmony
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| It’s hard to see between the chaos
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| So I learnt to play God: Fibonacci
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| Peep the sequence, indeed it’s sacred
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| Fuck with me now, I’ll bring an army, my key
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| Is major, freak of nature, peel your face off
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| Muhammad Ali, I spar with demons
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| Unmask their secrets, read my seance
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| I wade the deep ends, heart on my sleeve
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| When I deal the aces angels keep askin' me
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| To teach them the artistry of ancients
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| But all I can say is fuck with me now
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| We tear it, we tear it down
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| In order to rebuild, uh
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| We comin' live from the wrong side of history
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| Licensed bigotry, white fragility
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| Mixed with that «Yeah, the boys» type masculinity
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| That’s how they get down round here
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| But the real threat is at your doorstep
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| And it won’t be callin' in no bomb threat
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| It’s in the home, in the office, in the comments
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| It’s every enemy of progress
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| I mean what you expect? |
| Look at how some livin'
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| There are towns where the gun club look over the mission
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| So know your position, the bottom of a broken system
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| Killed in the watch house, still no conviction
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| What’s hope when no one’ll listen?
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| Enough to make you climb on top the roof of the prison
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| Commissioner yellin' «Get down!»
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| In order to rebuild gotta tear it down, check me out
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down, you see
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down (fuck with me now)
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down (that's how we get down)
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down (yo, fuck with me now)
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Everybody wanna get down, but when it’s time to get down
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| They ain’t never get down
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| Yo, fuck with me now, woo |