| Im running around the globe havin the time of my life
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| Its no others its my brothers and we shine every night
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| I ain’t makin any moves unless the timin is right
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| And my objective is to have my mother shining in ice
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| I roll 4 5 6 on the grind with the dice
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| And just stay away from Vinnie thats my kindest advice
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| I’m Mike Tys' versus Spinks, lord I’m dyin to fight
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| I drink drugs smoke alcohol my mind isn’t right
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| Eternal sunsine of the spotless mind in my sight
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| I knock buildings over like I was Osama on flights
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| I would dream about jordans I would die for the nikes
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| We ain’t had the money but my mother buy me the nikes
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| You see I’m mean real mean like how Gandhi was nice
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| I hustle hard real hard with the china thats white
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| I don’t fuck with yall, you simply garbage on mics
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| I would kill myself pray give my father his life
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| Hook
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| See I was born in the killin' fields
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| It took me a while to manifest how I really feel
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| I’m from Philly automatically a bigger deal
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| I was always with a Lench Mob Chilly Chill
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| See, it’s a brand new funk that was really will
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| I love rap its always been my Achilles' heel
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| Merkin another rapper well thats a silly kill
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| I just tell the pussy back off really chill
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| I live in gun land, home in 9 milly vill
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| And I’m a Pun fan greatest rapper really ill
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| I don’t judge music, whatever you feel you feel
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| I make drug music, whatever I deal I deal
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| Smoke L’s and wakata I will a really build
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| I got a brother, that’s a g he will really peel
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| I’m an ape, I’m a monkey, I’m guerilla-willed
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| I got hate, I’m a junkie, I’m a killers thrill
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| Yeah man… it's Pazienza. |
| I’m out here, still shining and shit. |
| You know what i
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| mean?. |
| The Official Pistol Gang. |
| All day. |
| Sippin' on somethin'(sound of ice
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| shaking in a glass). |
| Ya’ll hear that. |
| That’s the ice in tha cup… you know what I
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| mean? |
| Buildin' with the old-timers. |
| Pazienza. |
| I’m an old-soul muthafuka.
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| Ya’ll are all juice boxes. |
| Sucka rappers. |
| Never that here. |
| (vinnie laughs and
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| then just starts singing the musical notes) I’m shining… I'm grinding… I'm
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| shining… I'm grinding…(another vinnie laugh) I’m up in here with my cousins, man.
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| Stoupe, Stallone, Sinatra. |
| They got me in my bag. |
| I’m drunk. |
| I’m singing
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| muthafuckas…" |