| Yo it’s back on the top of the map now
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| Everybody else might wanna back down
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| Bout to to link with Shake and turn 2DopeBoyz
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| Into a certified crack house
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| I’m the man nigga
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| C.O.D. |
| is the clan nigga
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| This that joint that’ll make you swallow your words
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| If you think that I’m playin with ya
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| Only thing I fear is the most high
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| I been knocked down but I’m alright
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| Cause I keep that faith by my side
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| So there’s no need for the 4−5, alright
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| I don’t even really hear the shit ya’ll talkin'
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| I’m runnin laps while ya’ll still walkin'
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| Guess I’m just that man on fire
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| No Denzel or Christoper Walken
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| Don’t blame me, blame God
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| Blame my father, blame my mother
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| Sorry ya’ll, you know I love you
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| But you’re the reason I’m ahead of the others
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| I’m thinkin' on my feet
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| This shit s beyond the streets
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| Ya’ll lookin' tired
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| Best be careful not to fall asleep
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| Got me feelin' so mindless
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| I feel like I’m blinded
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| It’s trouble just finding my rhythm
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| Everybody’s so mindless
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| And knowledge is timeless
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| But they’ll never find what I give em'
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| You got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| Got me feeling like noone answers me when I call
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| You got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| So I’m stuck in this mindless rhythm
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| OK, I got this rap thing
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| And I’m all good for the scrappin'
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| If you feel like no one pays you anymore Ma
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| Cause I’m more happenin'
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| From the boogie down Bronx
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| All the way down to the lower east side of Manhattan
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| From Brooklyn’s brook over to Queens
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| Across to the island of Stanton
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| Yo these my parts
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| All I can do is on my heart
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| As I swim around these sharks
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| I reach high for the billboard charts
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| Yo Divine where you at
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| North Carolina’s on the map
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| Let’s drop the world on they fuck in heads
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| Then put that shit back on our backs
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| New world orders on the way
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| All I do these days is pray
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| And I know my days are numbered
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| But I got so much to say
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| So I try to slow them down
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| But I’m feelin so profound
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| My success is in my spirit
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| You can hear it in my sound
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| Got me feelin' so mindless
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| I feel like I’m blinded
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| It’s trouble just finding my rhythm
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| Everybody’s so mindless
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| And knowledge is timeless
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| But they’ll never find what I give em'
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| Got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| You got me feeling like noone answers me when I call
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| You got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| So I’m stuck in this mindless rhythm
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| It’s a wrap now, I could never back down
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| Got so many people rootin' for these raps now
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| Got me feelin' like it’s more than white and black now
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| Guess I’ve come a long way, yeah
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| Got me feelin' so mindless
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| I feel like I’m blinded
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| It’s trouble just finding my rhythm
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| Everybody’s so mindless
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| And knowledge is timeless
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| But they’ll never find what I give em'
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| Got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| You got me feeling like noone answers me when I call
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| You got me feeling like nothing baby, nothing at all
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| So I’m stuck in this mindless rhythm |