| Break the bank, make my heart rate escalate
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| I can’t wait 'til the sun come up
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| Come precise like a diamond cut
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| I live life like my time is up
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| So I ain’t got no time to waste
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| Don’t want a watch with a diamond face
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| I wanna watch through a scope
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| Head shot from a mile away
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| Ya head pop like JFK, like a plot by the CIA
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| We ain’t dying from the KKK
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| When that AK spray, they say «ay bay bay»
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| Stay tuned watch the melee play
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| Get attached to the tracks and the facts through the words I say
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| Gotta navigate out my way
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| I’m a roadside IED, detonating on live TV
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| Larry King, all eyes on me
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| Now put your hands where my eyes can see
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| HOOK:
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| If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
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| 'Cause I have faith, and I can’t wait
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| To get these obstacles up outta my face
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| 'Cause it’s my time and it’s my grind
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| And not even midnight can stop my shine
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| Let me confront, the ultimate sin
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| You’re ready to die, but I’m dying to live
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| VERSE 2:
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| The hustler’s theme
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| Caught in-between greed and the best of things
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| I don’t even breathe, expand my chest, fatigued
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| Benjamin green leaves in a nest of thieves
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| I get down on my knees
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| And beg God to forgive my sins
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| Back at it again
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| Raise up like Attica did
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| Shift down 4th to 5th, and burn like an arsonist
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| West bound down PCH
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| Catching nothing' but green lights
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| My foot never touched the brakes
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| My loot, money makes move in Vegas
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| Shake Cali like the San Andreas
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| I’m the truth in the booth, you a Space Invader
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| Go 'head and hate me, hater
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| Hack ya hard drive and erase the data
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| 'Til I come face to face with my creator
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| Bust back, bottom line, Bourne Ultimatum
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| I’m too smart to assassinate him
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| Try and touch me, it’s fine
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| And just kindly return the favor
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| I return the emancipator
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| May we all progress, to the power of X
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| HOOK:
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| If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
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| 'Cause I have faith, and I can’t wait
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| To get these obstacles up outta my face
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| 'Cause it’s my time and it’s my grind
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| Not even midnight can stop my shine
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| Let me confront, the ultimate sin
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| You’re ready to die, but I’m dying to live
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| Verse 3:
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| What you know about mass appeal?
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| I peel out as I clutch the wheel
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| Death certificate signed and sealed
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| Take a journey down the road to glory
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| Pay attention to a soldier’s story
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| There will be none after, there was none before me
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| X-Man withstand the test
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| A thin line between life and death
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| Sometimes it sucks when you find success
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| Lost friends, never lost respect
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| Coming home like an Iraq vet
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| So now the time and the place is set
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| It’s been a long haul, ready to go
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| Circle up, c’mon start the show
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| So I can breath and achieve the impossible
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| I want the bootleggers to get it
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| The wise words of Xzibit
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| You never seen me crash and burn, I’m dying to live it
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| Who ready for a revolution?
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| Who ready for a real solution?
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| Save the music
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| HOOK:
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| If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
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| 'Cause I have faith, and I can’t wait
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| To get these obstacles up outta my face
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| 'Cause it’s my time and it’s my grind
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| Not even midnight can stop my shine
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| Let me confront, the ultimate sin
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| You’re ready to die, but I’m dying to live |