| Woke up this morning to sirens
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| With a look like Miley Cyrus
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| In my bed
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| With the beats to my head
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| Were soundin' a lot like violence
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| Yo, rockin' with Vegas' finest (yup)
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| Better you call me Johannes (yup)
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| Better you call them to turn off the volume
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| The flow that he spittin' is timeless
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| Can we please have a moment of silence (sssh)
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| Bring it back now!
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| Shoutout to Basis (whaddup?)
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| Let’s go back to the basics
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| Call your girls back to the crib
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| And we can get twisted like shoelaces
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| Call your girls back to the crib
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| And we can get twisted like shoelaces
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| Rave heavy and roll out
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| Cash checks and wild out (2x)
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| Cash checks and wild out
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| We wild out
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| We wild out
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| W-w-w-w-wild out
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| Woke up this mornin' to sirens (3x)
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| Beats to my head were soundin' a lot like
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| Yeah, they call me the microphone murderer
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| I wait for the sirens
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| Ain’t none of these rappers can see me
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| Like looking in the back of your eyelids
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| Splitbreed we flying (flyin')
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| Splitbreed I’m the pilot (pilot)
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| Splitbreed like a pitbull
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| Mixed with a hungry ass lion, yeah
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| I’m livin' (yeah), they talkin' (yeah)
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| We bitin' (yeah), they barkin' (yeah)
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| We doin' what they watchin'
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| And we ain’t got time to clockin'
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| See I put in that work and not clock out
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| Jump in that whip and not smash out
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| Haters are wishin' we back out
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| But it won’t happen like Mayweather Pacquiao
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| Bright lights
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| Big city
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| Bass heavy (4x)
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| Rave heavy and roll out
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| Cash checks and wild out (2x)
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| Cash checks and wild out
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| Wild out (3x)
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| Woke up this mornin' to sirens
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| Beats to my head were soundin' a lot like |