| Legendary living, I’m giving everything I have
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| Not just to prove a point or make the others out here mad
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| Would you nab us if you had the opportunity?
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| I hold the immunity to weakness
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| And spread it through my community
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| Soon to be seen as the greatest team in hip hop
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| You can’t fade us with no shit
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| Talkin' and squakin' bout how you rip shot
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| My shit knocks from here to Europe
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| With the syrup thick style
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| To coat your ear drums and stir up thought
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| And rock the four corners of the globe
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| Probe your mind for feedback as the speakers explode
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| Man, I drove the fuckin' wagon that you’ve jumped on
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| And got you pumped on the underground sound
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| Now it thumps on
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| Through my music
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| I connect with your brainstem
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| You collectin' the pages of sound
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| With a profound passion
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| I ration my rawness in tapes
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| Flawless on vapes, get caught
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| 'Cause many sought my demise
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| My flow grows and shows maturity
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| Impurities vanish
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| Not amusing when it comes to the music
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| Demand the levels raise up
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| Make sure the promoter pays up
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| So everythingn stays on track… track…
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| I wanna hear where you’re going
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| I wanna know what your goals are
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| I wanna know where you been, man
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| Where you gonna be in the future?
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| Where have you been in the past?
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| I really couldn’t ask for more
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| But nor could I say I have it all yet
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| I’m having a ball, set within my ways
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| Enjoyin' the days that come
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| 'Cause who knows, soon there’ll probably be none |