| I keep it doin' it again
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| Oh, I’m doin' it again
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| Yes, I’m doin' it again
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| I said it would end
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| Uh, remix, rising up out of the flames like a phoenix
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| Straining to carry the weight of my brain like a genius
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| Knowing I’m sowing seeds, let’s see whose thumb is the greenest
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| If I said, I mean it, I did it because I need it
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| Eat, sleep it or bleed it, write it down and then read it
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| Asphalt to the cement, your trash talk, deleted
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| I blast off, then lay 'em out like a Tempurpedic
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| It’s Black Thought, for certain I’ma win eventually
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| This unsung, underrated, under-appreciated
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| The one them underachievers had underestimated
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| Finally graduated, I’m one of the most hated
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| Something that’s so sacred, nobody gon' take it
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| Face it, I keep doin' it well
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| Doin' it sans assistance, just do it yourself
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| Doin' it below the radar, we doin' it stealth
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| Doin' it again for Illadelph, yo, who else?
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| We gon' do it again!
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| I keep it doin' it again
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| Oh, I’m doin' it again
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| Yes, I’m doin' it again
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| I said it would end
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| Yeah, ayo, I’m on my job, see my eyes focused where the prize be
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| Even though they tried to rob me and sabotage the spot
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| Just like 'Pac when they got him in the lobby
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| Tried to tax and fine me like Ronald Isley
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| I’s a changed man, ain’t no if, and’s or probably’s
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| Niggas used to know me, they don’t even recognize me
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| Yep, the P-5-D is who the repertoire be
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| Doin' it again just like Poitier and Cosby
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| I’m like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
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| The difference is I give it everything inside me
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| Dear diary, the fans still swear by me
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| Even though I’m late night now like, «Here's Johnny»
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| Swimming with them Great Whites now, that’s where to find me
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| Funny how it break right down, but never mind me
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| Forever grimey, I guess it’s just Philly shining
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| Rock roller, bipolar like Phyllis Hyman
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| I keep it doin' it again
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| Oh, I’m doin' it again
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| Yes, I’m doin' it again
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| I said it would end |