| Coming through like Arlo
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| Yo, one
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| Doing the wantana me in the patana me yah
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo
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| This is my home, stamped firm in a place, like a statue
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| When I zone, watch your dome, got some words that will slap you
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| Son I have to
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| Weave up some shit that’d be bad for you if you rap too
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| Carve in the words like tattoos
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| Permanent feature, I live here
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| It’s a fact, you been near but didn’t do this like we did yeah
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| Sorry it’s clear, piss weak
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| Your speeches get dissed here
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| Gas burnt off, like when the mist clears
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| This normal shit, that shit don’t form with the awfulness
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| Spaced out like I came here through portal shit
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| Walk with us, too much whack shit tortured us
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| Made me feel nauseous, so we were forced to torch it up
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| And we’re maintaining, still I’m glad you brought it up
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| Commanding more respect and would show no rep would talk to us
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| Break the cycle like a bike under a bus
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| I’m just spitting how I like to, if you like to give a fuck
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| Home is where my mind is when I travel in a timeless type void
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| Within my thoughts, made my own world then came to visit yours
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| My stock rise when I drop lines, you lot might do it
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| Yeah it’s good, but it’s not right
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| Much like rot guys, my mind grows on trees
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| Must like, lost my, block write, the story down
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| What’s it all about, you’re falling out the picture
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| Quicker than you could imagine it, it was magic in a sense
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| Is it really so, it’s always tragic in the end
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| Are we happy to accept that or happy to pretend that it’s not so
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| Coming home a lost soul
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| It’s order like, border-line, I’m entering another state
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| Enough forgot the name of this place
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| But once again came with a flame, or paperless plane
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| Respect comes straight we don’t chase it
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| Live from the foundation, the bases, we break limits
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| Coming back with a medal, like a war veteran
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| Beats hit you like a shot of pure adrenalin
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| My bars are like the universe, a place you’ve never been
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| Perform my last act, even with my head severin'
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| A type of potency that ain’t' measurin'
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| More than science lookin' at us like it’s witchcraft
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| We medalling, skip class
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| To sell a thing, drug wrapped in cellophane
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| After the Owls came, your scheme ain’t the same again
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| Gas strewn everything around me, I gave a cream
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| You just an extra in this, late to the scene
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| Ain’t no way to stop it, like a tumour
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| That’s paid to scream, hate the team
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| That’s why your jaw is swinging like you ate a bean
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| We was building but it crumbled like dilapidation
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| I’m the smoking gun left from the assassination
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| Your style toxic, we dumped it in the wasteland
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| Learned to clear the fuckin' room out like a mace can
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| Yeah, I bring this home, like the bread
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| They say home is where the heart is, touch cardiac arrest
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| I’m rarest of the myth, like a Martian in the flesh
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| I be sparing with the Spartans, I’m possessed
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| Throwing darts up in your head like
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| Startled like rabbits in the headlight
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| Owls will get up out the mist put us on the next flight
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| Done this since the outlet, with some crumbs up on the breadline
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| I’m firing like a tech nine, that’s why we be the headline
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| And clocking all our best lines, it’s probably past your bed time
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| Best I get you xo’d, ninjas spitting mystery
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| You’ll find us on the x-files, patting sample textiles
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| With a text files, we get smiles
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| Have sex while they’re vibrant
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| Let bygones be bygones, you know we bout to blow the flow
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| Sutin' like a time bomb, went missing for a minute, yep
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| Forever rep the British islands, cos that’s where I’m from
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| Deliver bite like a python, tall and great like a pylon |