| Walking this tight rope of street cultures
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| Diving off cliffs and tend to eat vultures
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| Always like to whisper round the street enough
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| But don’t posses the stamina to keep it rough
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| I relate to the ice on wrist go…
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| Roll up on my life in my siso
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| So this guy goes papa when the sky goes black
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| I’ll be slippin' customs like a diplomat
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| Sometimes I have to cry like an aristocrat
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| Stop trying to compare me to this other chap
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| Flat, broke but benevolent
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| Walking with some very big elephants
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| Some peopla gettin' cursy while I’m blueprintin'
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| Jump back and kiss my fucking birth certificate
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| Oh you want more? |
| We got plenty more
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| Come with more block twists than 24
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| Oh you want more?
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| Oh you want more? |
| Well that’s appreciated
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| Oh you want more?
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| Oh you want more? |
| Licks licks licks
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| Oh you want more?
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| Oh you want more? |
| Well That’s appreciated
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| Oh you want more?
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| Oh you want more? |
| Licks licks licks
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| Switching up and pinching us a little bit
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| Who can it be? |
| I must have missed a slip
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| Really, ridged, real fixed now
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| Straight cuts, brother sound, more zips now
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| More sweat, more death, more grief
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| No pork, no grits, no beef
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| More peas, more love, more joy
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| Who be those? |
| Chad’s da deaf n' mcoy
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| We rock mics and hot spice, we hop out
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| Wait a minute
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| Your ha ha got knocked out!
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| Hot skip utraternity, hot skip formality
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| Run up with some origin reality
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| You used to snigger now you’re feeling the burnin'
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| Signing stiff like your first name was hermin'
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| Ty already seepin' on rummin'
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| I’m in a dance now baby let’s bust a curvin'
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| Oh you want more?
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| Your not swingin' your hips now
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| So you want more?
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| Come girl just give me a kiss now
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| Oh you want more?
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| Big dreams now, big hits now
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| So you want more?
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| Licks, licks
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| Hmm, hmm, now we get out
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| Yeah
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| It’s a remixture thing…
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| It’s a remixture thing…
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| Ha ha ha…
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| What you want now…
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| What you need now…
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| My joke be stays gleamin' I’m ahead of my self (self)
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| Rocky house and I always keep my head on the shelf (shelf)
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| Rich spirit is really good for your health
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| Some people think they know me but they’re fooling themselves (selves)
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| Rock with the best and only know how to help
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| Stuck in my family, stay cheesy I’m out (out)
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| Cuts and bruises on the bluberry’s vout (vout)
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| You get licks like my leg was bound (bound)!
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| Street daddy in the night bus Cadillac
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| Death rider coupon ties and toes tac
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| Juicy juice man
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| Call me the night cap
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| A little twist of rum mixed with cognac
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| Some of the cri-mics, cri the mc
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| Ash-a-movie, weed on snow, friskie
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| Manuver methapors, misty and swifty
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| Now the clean girls ask we’re missin' sleepy
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| Oh you want more?
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| Your not swingin' your hips now
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| So you want more?
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| Come girl just give me a kiss now
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| Oh you want more?
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| Big dreams now, big hits now
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| So you want more?
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| Licks, licks
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| Hmm, hmm, now we get out |