| Been reppin' Maryland worldwide nice of y’all to show up
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| Still listening to dumb shit, when you gon grow up
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| Fam still asking me, «When you gon' blow up»
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| Fans like «when you drop some new shit, hold up»
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| Home Sweet Home my biggest record to date
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| Still don’t know where I’m from, I even stated the state (MD!)
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| Apparently, people thought it was 3 of me
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| 1 from Tokyo, Brooklyn and the DMV
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| Same dude, champ just my grind’s 3 X dope
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| Like EST, You would think these wrote
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| With ESP because I knew what you would like
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| Before there was a button on your app or your site
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| Right!
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| It’s cool we following the Tastemakers
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| But the source always lies in the Creators
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| Most high, MCs & the Beatmakers
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| Shine now, they gon see later!
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| (You late)
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| Still don’t know the time
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| Told’em check the resumé to know that I’m…
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| Here to stay
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| Get familiar
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| With the catalogue
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| And mi familia
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| Cause we ain’t
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| Done dog, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!)
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| We ain’t going no where, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!)
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| The beatmaker is here, from a tribe called tanya
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| Yawn, some of yall think I never made other songs…
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| Its just weird…
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| Kicked ass for the past couple years
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| Well… perception is a mofuck…
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| Its cool though still a lotug…
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| Leader of the underground even on the el
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| A brother gotta rise, I hope it all gels
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| But I was told never pay attention to the hares
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| Tortoise em to death, earn pension and shares
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| And when you in an interview and they ain’t do the knowledge
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| Like asking who produce it, and what’s up with il-eye-is…who?
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| LOL and keep smiling
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| Spellin Dons name wrong in all of the writings
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| All he had to do was get busy on the wiki
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| Now the arm stiff and the shoulder all nippy
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| (You late)
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| Still don’t know the time
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| Told’em check the resumé to know that I’m…
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| Here to stay
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| Get familiar
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| With the catalogue
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| And mi familia
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| Cause we ain’t
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| Done dog, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!)
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| We ain’t going no where, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!)
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| If you hear somebody saying «Fuck You I Rhyme Better»
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| I’m the co-writer, pay me royalty for good measure
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| Simple rule of thumb, where ya dude is from
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| We usually stunt, diddy bop while chewing gum
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| Which reminds me, why they keep calling us Bob
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| It’s Bop Alloy, someone please get’em a swab
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| And I hear’em saying press it on wax
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| But didn’t know that I press like 11 in fact. |
| How many you got?
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| Exactly! |
| Couldn’t google shit before you asked me
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| Or acquire basic rudiments before you tagged me
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| Some only care who made the beat I was bless with
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| Then they eff up their name like the shit ain’t in the credits
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| Guessing they’re allergic to liner notes
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| Post most of the lyrics they still murderize my quotes
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| (Meanwhile) none of this shit’s beyond your scope
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| Guess I should be happy that at least you find me dope. |
| Thanks!
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| (You late)
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| Still don’t know the time
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| Told’em check the resumé to know that I’m…
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| Here to stay
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| Get familiar
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| With the catalogue
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| And mi familia
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| Cause we ain’t
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| Done dog, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!)
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| We ain’t going no where, hell nah still here
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| Gimme mine cuz it’s long overdue (hell yeah!) |