| You over civilized
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| Trapped in your suit and tie
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| You should relax a little
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| You should check out my riddle
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| Please don’t apologize
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| So scary all the time
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| Relax your body let them --808s-- take your mind
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| You way too watered down
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| I need it uncut
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| Don’t play it flaccid Babylon’ll have you fucked up
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| I’d rather rabble rouse
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| Too scared to shut your mouth?
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| My feet be on the couch
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| Like it’s my mama house
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| She’s trying to kick me out
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| I kicks a lot of dust
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| We from the WESTSIDE
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| Where it’s murder plus
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| So call me Cerebus
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| Up out that other city
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| Where we don’t see no pity
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| Relax and kick it with me
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| Geek to the beat and it’s time to get down
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| Geek to the beat and it’s time to get down
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| Geek to the beat, geek, geek to the beat
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| Geek, geek to the beat and it’s time to get down
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| My crew we walk around
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| Like bones is in our noses
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| We stop to smell the roses
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| Don’t trip I’m way too focused
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| You just a happy junkie
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| Starbucks and life is lovely
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| Addicted to a comfort zone I’m GONE! |
| Way too muddy
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| Deep in a pot of grits
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| He busy writing hits
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| You searching through a catalogue trying to cop a fit
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| Oh what a trendy shit
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| They write them to a beat
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| You’ll never catch me in this jeep without a verse that’s heat
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| I’m such a savage dude
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| When I’m compared to you
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| Give me an obstacle I’m guaranteed I’ll battle through
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| Now what would Jesus do?
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| He’d give you lifelines
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| And so I flow all of my rhymes from my right mind |