| Round the corner
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| Turn the corner, turn
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| Hell is round the corner
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| Hot like a sauna
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| I know I hurt her
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| When Id said, i dont wanna
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| And with this drama
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| I act like jeffrey dahmer
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| I beat her then I eat her
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| Niggas sweet, theres no one sweeter
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| I think I lost my tweeter
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| To your pussycats
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| Do you call your pistols gats?
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| Dont sleep her love away
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| Dont let her run away
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| Dont sleep her love away
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| Dont let her…
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| Dream and Im seein it Harmed a girl like monica
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| Everyday be like hanukkah
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| And change my mind again
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| Hide off like to find a friend
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| I call her enemy
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| She says I act like theres ten of me
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| A sketch for their clone
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| A dog without a home
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| But you want more when I was on tour
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| I told you, shouldnt run alot
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| Now look how much time you got
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| Told you, shouldnt run alot
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| Now look how much time you got
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| Mad dog:
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| Take life on the streets- your own
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| Made by grease beats- pure dog
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| Runnin with the realest kids of new york
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| Street dog speak the true talk
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| Wanna talk about crime?
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| Yeah right!
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| Stick ups- get in mind to realize
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| Alright
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| Run the airtime
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| Fuck the police its startin to get hyped
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| Niggas gettin paranoid and void
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| Then imply tetths a bad boy
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| Just gonna rap and forget gettin caught
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| Dogs get mad when niggas stand broke
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| Come pharaoh
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| Yo, willy joe
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| Shit, I had coke and fifty pound notes
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| Puffed it for those niggas I know
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| Far as I know youre a freak if I bone
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| Like I go Trix and milo
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| I roll with niggas with big machines
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| Blank sreens, video scenes
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| Blue, black and green
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| Niggas with wigs scared the scam clean
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| And get the cream- know what I mean?
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| Diggin the scene with the gasoline
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| With enough magazines
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| Them not a fuss
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| Big as their niggas who run it rough
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| There be no crime for none of us Livin to find those kinds of drugs
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| With no undercovers
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| Those motherfuckers cant flop dogs
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| In any form, this rough coughs quick
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| Im sick
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| Gonna with the jungle heights clique
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| In england the trans-atlantic
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| In harlem where demands dont quit
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| Kioka:
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| Levitating and useless debating
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| In these devastating times
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| Tricky:
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| Dont let her run away
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| Kioka:
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| While everybodys just doing drugs
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| And writing melodic rhymes
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| Tricky:
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| Dont sleep her love away
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| Kioka:
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| Trying to get one
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| And not get into trouble
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| I might just be inclined
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| Tricky:
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| Dont let her run away
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| Kioka:
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| We all got needs
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| We all do dirty deeds
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| Now and then wanna smoke some weed
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| Tricky:
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| Dont sleep her love away
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| Kioka:
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| Yeah were free
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| Yes we need to be free
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| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
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| Tricky:
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| Dont let her run away
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| Kioka:
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| Yeah were free
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| Yes we need to be free
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| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
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| Tricky:
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| Dont sleep her love away
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| Mad dog:
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| Come with a bang bang
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| Its a hangman gettin my prayer
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| My hands can slang bang actors
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| That have the will to gang slang
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| Thats the type of nigga that cant say,
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| you dont go and forget the down times
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| And the walk while I was with the bad man
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| Many to fly right?
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| Masterplan
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| Miracle flight like pan-am
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| Man, damn!
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| Sure as the echo
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| fore that gonna pump the petrol
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| Niggas with escorts hide in the get-go
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| Now lay it in the ghetto
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| Yeah yall
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| I could find life in a paris metro
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| While Im walkin around slammin ghettos
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| In the real
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| Know the rapper with the black girls
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| Deliverin travels with the maxwells
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| Gettin paid off girls
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| Rockwells, high ls Well as drop sales with stockwell
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| Street dog with a molotov cocktail
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| No no cant stop flowin no Gettin paid off girls
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| Rockwells, high ls Well as drop sales with stockwell
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| Street dog with a molotov cocktail
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| No no cant stop flowin no Kioka:
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| Levitating and useless debating
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| In these devastating times
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| Tricky:
|
| Dont let her run away
|
| Kioka:
|
| While everybodys just doing drugs
|
| And writing melodic rhymes
|
| Tricky:
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| Dont sleep her love away
|
| Kioka:
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| Trying to get one
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| And not get into trouble
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| I might just be inclined
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| Tricky:
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| Dont let her run away
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| Kioka:
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| We all got needs
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| We all do dirty deeds
|
| Now and then wanna smoke some weed
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| Tricky:
|
| Dont sleep her love away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
|
| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
|
| Tricky:
|
| Dont let her run away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
|
| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
|
| Tricky:
|
| Dont sleep her love away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
|
| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
|
| Tricky:
|
| Dont let her run away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
|
| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
|
| Tricky:
|
| Dont sleep her love away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
|
| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
|
| Tricky:
|
| Dont let her run away
|
| Kioka:
|
| Yeah were free
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| Yes we need to be free
|
| Walkin round with unsatisfying needs
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| Tricky:
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| Dont sleep her love away |