| Yeah
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| track
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| Nice and easy
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| Need this to be on, it’s all and that
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| For you and yours,
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| Settin' off like this, it’s like this
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| Within the stars I connect the dots
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| Thoughts of the gods have-nots
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| My philosophy advanced to energy
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| Evokin' me a chance from my stance
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| Wax on, it’s the out door material, word
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| Imperial, look like that charm in your cereal
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| A prize just stored off the boarder on the East Side
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| Somebody come and play
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| Hope your body get taken before the mess (What's next?)
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| Wanna be master of the ceremony?
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| Got me cheesed 'cause the phony is all about emotion
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| Notion, I don’t give a damn how much you got for promotion
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| You’re headed upstream and the current quite strong
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| Thinkin' long range but your frequency was wrong
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| Once again, it’s over
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| Another happy go lucky, leave the child’s play to Chucky
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| Huh, check it
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I’m talkin to you my man
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I’m talkin to my fans
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', the mess is comin' through
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| The mess is comin' through, Thrust on the 1−2, check it
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I walk in my
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| I’m stayin', I’m comin' through like social
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', this is how we represent
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| This shit is like heaven sent, now check it
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| Blood on your shoulder, my thoughts move boulder’s debris
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| Side Top Street, here’s the pesticide, step aside
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| Where it’s warm, I attack like swarm
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| People dead, stomp 'em
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| It’s the Galactica from the star
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| See your metro got more converse than the station
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| I hold the clutch, shift the gears, decloak appear
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| Opposite fear, it’s like this
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| Swing, miss, I focus like a laser
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| No method or thought can save ya
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| I intend to keep it real for those who like thoughts
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| Be sold, behold under the rag, a Blitzkrieg show
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| My satellite input data make your teeth chatter
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| Talk about the matter, now what’s the matter?
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| What’s the matter?
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I’m talkin to my peeps
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', play that in your Jeeps
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', my niggas know the real
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I come with mass appeal
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| I’ve been here, I’m sayin', I freak it on the track
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| The niggas from TO, check it out, they got me back
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| Yo I be the Thrust comin' through with the locomotion
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| Comin' through smooth, solid like the ocean
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| I never tried to write a hit, inspiration
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| My creation, facts upon facts down like basin
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| Now tell me who you chasin' on the case like mason
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| Notorious at night, the ever thinkin'
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| It’s quicksand, you’re sinkin', you’re sinkin'!
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| While you be pretty in pink, no essence overflow
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| Who’s the loser beggar of a chooser?
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| I’m the tropical, topical Toronto livin' real
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| Even the stage with the seal
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| Understandin' this concept to be correct
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| You can say that I’m hittin' on the set
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| Now I’ve been here, I’m sayin', understand
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| Been here, I’m sayin', talkin' to you my man, my man
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| When I’m comin' through it’s like this
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| Represent Toronto comin' through
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| Separate, disappear like this miss that night
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| Call me the fall, I’m comin' through, I’m takin' charge
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| Been here, I’m sayin', this is how it go
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| Represent the real when we come to drop the flow
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| Huh, yeah, yeah…
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| It’s like that, it’s like that…
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| On the track, on the track…
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| We all …
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| Comin' through with effect, with effect…
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| My man Scam, my man Scam…
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| My man
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| Yo, 4−5-7, 4−5-7…
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| Nas-T Howie, Nas-T Howie…
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| Ghetto concept, ghetto concept…
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| We’re on the roam, we’re on the roam…
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| This goes for your dome, take it home baby, take it home baby…
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| You know how we do it like this, check it out, check it out… |