| You better respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| BX, NY, all across The Bean
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| Back down to Miami where the girls are hot
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| The ladies, man they know how I rock
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| You better respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| LA, LA all over the scene
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| Back down to TX where the weather is hot
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| Recognize when you see a player up in your spot, ayo
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| Ayo I’m like the last real lyricist alive
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| Let me break it down why I’m in the top 5
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| Name me 5 rappers out that enlighten minds
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| Now name me 5 more rappers don’t like 9's
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| You can name me 5 rapper that don’t write lies
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| And name me 5 good rappers that are unsigned
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| Along with 5 more rappers that are on time
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| With the beat intertwine with the street like I’m
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| Them I’m, properly gonna tell you
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| That you still out your mind, no one spittin’like I’m
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| Plus I’m, 5 mixtapes deep
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| 20 songs each, did it all unsigned
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| No lie, I say it so it’s understood
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| When you from the hood independent money good
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| I do the R&B shit or the killer shit
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| You gonna have to censor this, homie I’m a lyricist
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| You better respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| BX, NY, all across The Bean
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| Back down to Miami where the girls are hot
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| The ladies, man they know how I rock
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| You better respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| LA, LA all over the scene
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| Back down to TX where the weather is hot
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| Recognize when you see a player up in the spot, ayo
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| Ayo, I was warming up, but if you put me in the Porsche truck
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| And get my mamma crib heat warming up, I give you all that stuff
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| R&B, hip-hop, pop, underground, man, I do all that stuff
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| The slow writers ghostwriter, cuz I flow tighter
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| Dependant on the price, I can make your flow tight
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| Whatever you into, the pencil is in tune
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| I show what this pen can do It could take a little bummy rap dude with no money
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| Who ain’t never get a honey turn his days hella sunny
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| My minds my 9, my pens my Mac-10
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| My target; |
| all you wack rapper writin’fraud shit
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| I’m from the lawless Murda Mass, flawless
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| Diamond shinin’on you neck, then we rob? |
| em It ain’t a problem, all over the map
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| Bitches recognize the game, killas recognize the rap
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| So they respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| BX, NY, all across The Bean
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| Back down to Miami where the girls are hot
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| The ladies, man they know how I rock
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| You better respect my walk, cuz my walk is mean
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| LA, LA all over the scene
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| Back down to TX where the weather is hot
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| Recognize when you see a player up in the spot, ayo |