| I played the back all my life like the lines at lunch
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| Till the kids at school heard my lines at lunch
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| Then I moved up front like the spider’s trunk
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| If I was then what I’m now, shit I might have jumped
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| Like a broker on the roof and his stocks just slumped
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| Look out below when that flow comes up
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| Call me The Good Son
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| Y’all rappers play Russell if you want
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| But watch me Rev. Run this year
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| Catch me standing on stages, I stage the amazing
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| Rise to the occasion like standing ovations
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| Rounds of applause and I’m clapping at you all
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| That ever doubted Hoff, aka Ferris Bueller
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| The days I’m off is when I drain my thoughts
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| So I don’t ever overflow
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| And as long as my train of thought is on track with the raps
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| Then I’m the little engine that thought he could flow
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| Oh!
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| If you got Complex and waited for new shit from your boy X, welcome back
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| If you thought hip hop was dead till December 19th
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| Then I can tell y’all welcome back
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| If you said that boy XV put Kansas on the map
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| Then I gotta say welcome back
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| And if you knew or just ain’t new
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| My name’s XV, good evening for you
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| Welcome back
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| Niggas putting my name in their raps
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| I could have them fucked up, yeah have they ass clapped
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| But I just ease off, let 'em rap
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| Cause that’s all they really wanna do, correct?
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| To make matters worse, I’m seeing all these CB4s
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| And I put rappers first like a CD out the CD store
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| So what to blame a label for
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| For putting bullshit out or causing it to happen like a matador
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| I ain’t mad at all
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| I ain’t mad at you
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| I ain’t mad at y’all
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| Nah
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| You condoms, I rip y’all wrappers/rappers
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| So can it, like sitcom laughter
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| Nigga, your flow played hide-go-seek
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| I climb Mt. Everest, you can’t see my peak
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| Then I answer the phone like I answer the streets
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| 365, 24−7 days a week
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| Nigga
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| If you been on Myspace and you seen my face
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| Then I gotta say welcome back
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| And if you couldn’t wait, for this mixtape
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| Then all I can say to you is welcome back
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| If you pointed at The Source mags saying I’m the next nigga
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| Then I must say welcome back
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| And if you knew or just ain’t new
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| My name’s XV, good evening to you
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| Welcome back |