| Said you might as well keep the chance by me
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| Since I’m walking with all eyes on me (seh wah?)
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| I said you might as well keep the chance by me
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| Since I’m walking with all eyes on me
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| Born as a hero
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| But know I’ve got love for my people
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| You know I shed blood for my people
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| Cuh round here good over evil
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| Born as a hero
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| But know I’ve got love for my people
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| You know I shed blood for my people
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| Cuh round here good over evil
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| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ways
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| You know I love when they hate
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| Cuh they can get doof doof, one in their face
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| Cuh they can get doof doof, one in their face
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| Nah nah, nah nah, you know I’d go to war for you
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| .44 kicking down the door for you
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| Never scared, I’d go above the law for you
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| Cuh if the sun don’t rise, make it fall for you, ayy
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| Up in my ends, they’re killing my dargs
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| Tell me who’s sane, I feel like Sadam
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| Rage in my veins, my feelings are numb
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| But they can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren’t
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| Still deya, for mi chargie, chargie
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| Cuh mi still deya, for mi chargie, chargie
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| Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah left it
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| Even when we’re parting
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| God willing, I’m praying I can make a good killing
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| Got my mother still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
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| They’re tryna send me to the judge
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| Cuh the gold crosses on me don’t work, don’t work
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| Tired of the crime but the fire in my eyes
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| Can burn and burn (burn and burn)
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| Born as a leader
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| The Lord is my keeper
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| Pray I don’t fall in the winter
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| Cuh the snow fall in the winter
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| Heart of a winner
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| Face of a killer
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| They say mi shaped like gorilla
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| That’s how they get away when they kill us
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| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends
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| But mi no call all of dem friends
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| Cuh mi see their red eye through the lens
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| Doof doof when I slide in the Benz
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| Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends, yeah
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| But mi no call all of dem friends
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| Cuh mi see their red eye through the lens now
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| Doof doof, peace sign on your head now, yeah
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| Up in my ends, they’re killing my dargs
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| Tell me who’s sane, I feel like Sadam
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| Rage in my veins, my feelings are numb
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| But they can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren’t
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| Still deya, for mi chargie, chargie
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| Cuh mi still deya, for mi chargie, chargie
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| Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah left it
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| Even when we’re parting
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| God willing, I’m praying I can make a good killing
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| Got my mother still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
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| They’re tryna send me to the judge
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| Cuh the gold crosses on me don’t work, don’t work
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| Tired of the crime but the fire in my eyes
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| Can burn and burn (burn and burn) |