| I’m top ten, your torn up-top from the top tier
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| Tat his iPhone, the animal Ock I box bears
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| Got those quotes to Glock-pop folks
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| Two times in the head and laugh, that’s the knock-knock joke
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| Shots fly, I nail ya
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| One eye open scopin I’m Popeye da Sailor
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| Listen, used to get hungry off of the stress plate
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| Used to get money off a cassette tape
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| The best ain’t made great
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| The Grodfather large armor logical, I’m on point chronological
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| I don’t rock boots with spikes, nigga
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| Don’t watch roots with white niggas
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| Bullets bop biggots away when the eight’s spitting
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| Blow this shit out of proportion, the race in racism
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| A degree for my declaration
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| When saying Sean P say the P with exclamation
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| Motherfucker
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| Let me tell you 'bout this story of a young’n
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| Raised in a ghetto that he was brung in
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| Round the drinkin' and druggin'
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| Had to box it out in backyards
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| So I put my Nike Airs on
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| And dug in the dirt and I started sluggin'
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| I lost some, I won some, but I fought them all
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| Trying not to be another name upon the wall
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| Lots of murals that’s been painted in memory of
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| But I’m still here so before I’m gone gimme the love
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| Imma take my flowers now when I can still smell 'em
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| Then roll up the strongest trees and inhale em
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| The world is getting worse everyday I try to tell em
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| As long as you keep buying the lies then they gon' sell 'em
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| Y’all niggas is mad and they tired, ready to act out
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| You can’t keep killing them and not expect them to black out
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| You locked the front doors on 'em and they take the backround
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| All your shit will leave your face with the shit smacked out
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| I’m praying but I’m saying that I’m spraying cause I am if I have to
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| Salute the niggas laying on the land like a statue
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| If I say I’m staying where I stand, Imma vanish
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| If I say I’m out, I’m playing with the menace
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| That’s like V for Vendetta, no mask and no cape
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| You wouldn’t understand the Ghost without a mask on your face
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| Shoulda really feel somthing, if they blast in your face
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| If you playing in the jungle feel the wrath of those apes
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| But I’m positive and negative, ignorant and conscience too
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| Listen to the angels, but I watch what the monsters do
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| You addicted niggas sponsor you
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| Tell you have another one, watch that shit conquer you
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| Even the wise do foolish shit
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| Even the cop kill a kid that go to school and shit
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| Believe it or not, stand still and you can move with it
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| Open your eyes and I ain’t even got to prove this shit
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| Oh my god
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| How I humble myself
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| As I bow to your throne
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| I pray for love, peace and happiness
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| To be present in my home
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| Yes, I do
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| And let your heart… |