| Yo, you can’t fake it
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| Life’s only what you make it
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| Front, be a snake, mess around, get your wig hit
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| Ex-school boy who wanna go and try to take shit
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| Found his body, in the projects, naked
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| I ain’t gonna lie, If I wasn’t doing this now
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| I’d probably’d be tied down, in a small town
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| With my eyes on a couple of guys
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| With their eyes on a couple of pies
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| Cause I will survive
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| Brains, is the key to the game
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| If you ain’t got none, what good is a shotgun?
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| If you ain’t got guns, then you better cop some
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| Cause the New World Order’s around the block, dun
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| Streets be where Lox get their props from
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| Check us on the Internet, L-O-X dot com (lox.com)
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| A worldwide message, I try to express it
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| The best I could, for ya’ll to cherish, till I perish
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| I wanna thank you, heavenly Father
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| For shining your light on me
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I had someone to love me
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| I owe my thanks to thee
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| They never expressed, that life’s a part of death
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| They never go there, but you can blow here
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| Do 25 to life in greens from Lo wear
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| Outta nowhere, you in the bus, hands is cuffed
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| Can’t call your Mom, dog, you know times is rough
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| You was out yesterday, stressing a better way
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| Funny thing, they always seem to lock down Kings
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| And the thugs on the street just love to say, «It's all foul.»
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| Watch the honeys check your style
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| Worthless, when they worship, what you purchase
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| They only see ice, not me, under the surface
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| What’s the purpose? |
| I just, go my way
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| Know my way, 'till bullets blow my way
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| Which they might, cause any night can change your life
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| Keep your state of mind tight and remain alright
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| It’s plain to fight, but different to shoot
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| You minute
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| If you ain’t 10 different ways to get loot
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| I wanna thank you, heavenly Father
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| For shining your light on me
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I had someone to love me
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| I owe my thanks to thee
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| Hey, yo, we handle rap like we do the street
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| Holding heat
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| It’s them same crooked niggas
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| Washing dough, ain’t nothing sweet, word
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| Buying beats is like copping grams
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| Niggas got too many scams
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| Give you garbage, slide the butters to their mans
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| That’s aiight, though
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| Cause even ready rock gets sold on our block
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| Watch us turn nothing into nitro
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| And we don’t mingle
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| Cause none of us don’t really know you
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| From the heart, we never talk to strangers
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| So why start?
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| Anyway, we’re rapping for this luxury shit
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| I watch wild niggas blow
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| See how plush shit can get
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| But we ain’t trying to kiss ass to blow up fast
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| We gonna take our time and rely strictly on the rhyme
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| If I, wasn’t that cat, Sheek Lucian, that rap
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| Would you still be my man
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| And pass your bottle to my hand
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| Would I be in the rain
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| While you pass me in the Land
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| Oh, you think by now that I don’t already know your plan
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| To get next to me and possibly sex me
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| Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga’s Pepsi
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| Money’ll never amount to respect, B
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| And you don’t wanna test me
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| Cause God blessed me
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| I wanna thank you, heavenly Father
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| For shining your light on me
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| It’s been a long time
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| Since I had someone to love me
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| I owe my thanks to thee
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| And I know
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| I know that it could not happen without you
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| I know it could not happen without you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Wanna Thank You , by - The Lox. Song from the album Money, Power & Respect, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп