| Look mom no hands!
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| Look mom no hands!
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| I think I’m going to Disney World after this one
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| I got the style that amazes
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| Too many phrases
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| You think I’m weeded up, I’m on lasers
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| Huh yeah Cannibal Ox yo!
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| There’s two things you should know
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| I had a ill life so I gotta ill flow
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| But you already knew that
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| Like the third movie of the Matrix was gonna be whack
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| Well it ain’t like I didn’t care
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| But the Oracle said, «spend your money elsewhere.»
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| Walk with my like one third of a rocks
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| But talk to me like on half of an ox
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| Wearin the same clothes In a vein cold
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| Poppa was a rollin stone
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| Wherever he laid his hat it became his home
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| Moms was coked up it became the poem (ouch)
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| Give me two strikes and I’m gone with the wind
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| I know piranha rap niggas that’d eat you thin
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| And all I gotta say is when because.
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| You can throw me out the window and I’ll land on my feet
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| If she steppin with me then we keep it discreet
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| You could toss me out the window and I’ll land on my feet
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| Nigga
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| Shit. |
| I got the style that amazes
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| Too many phrases
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| You think I’m weeded up, I’m on lasers
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| Yeah I know jiujitsu
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| I’ll hit you with the divine secrets of ya! |
| ya!
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| Coming through with the rah rah
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| Bumpin cats while they rollin up they la la
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| This is that backyard boogie
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| I’ll be at the podium and niggas wanna chew me?
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| I’ll be at the cipher, nigga salute me
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| I’m fly like Woodstock you crawl like Snoopy
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| I been doing this since 10 years old
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| And ever since then you wouldn’t leave me alone
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| Talk to the machine when I’m home on the bone
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| Cause she caught my first album and digs my cologne
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| Give me two takes and I’m gone with the wind
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| I know piranha rap niggas that’ll eat you. |
| thin
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| And all I gotta say is when because.
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| You can throw me out the window and I’ll land on my feet
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| If she steppin with me then we keep it discreet
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| You could throw me out the window and I’ll land on my feet nigga
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| Shit. |
| I got the style that amazes
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| Too many phrases
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| You think I’m weeded up I’m on lasers
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| Ok, 28 grams in an ounce
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| That means… I can get my mom a new blouse
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| And that means… I can get my girl a new house
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| You could die like a rat get trapped like a mouse
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| Ok there’s 16 ounces in a pound
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| So that means. |
| You ain’t gonna make it uptown
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| And that means. |
| the Brooklyn boys’ll bang you
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| And hang you like the Klu Klux and leave 'em with no nuts
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| I guess that’s go fish
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| I’m swimmin upstream you goin with the current
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| That’s why I’m at peace in life and I do what I do
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| And you do what’s current
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| Shit, who broke the street to your radio?
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| Now you coming out of your mouth
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| But I’m on the white faces just as soon as they pout
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| And walk on water just as soon as they doubt nigga
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| I’m here to change the level to boom
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| If you didn’t sell records you ain’t packin the room
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| So this means you should rhyme first
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| Until you pay your dues rap hurts
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| Give me two takes and I’m gone with the wind
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| I know piranha rap niggas that’ll eat you thin
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| And all I gotta say is when because.
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| You could throw me out the window and I’ll land on my feat
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| If she steppin with me then we keep it discreet
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| You could throw me out the window and I’ll land on my feat
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| I got the style that amazes
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| Too many phrases
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| You think I’m weeded up I’m on lasers
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| And I’ll land on my feet
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| I got the style that amazes
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| Too many phrases
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| You think I’m weeded up I’m on lasers |