Тональность: G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I gotta make it,
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the shit is in my blood
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The Congress couldn't cage
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his middle finger so the judge
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I'm rotting on this paper,
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trying to kill him with the buzz
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So I'm rotting on this hatin',
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so I'm sitting up above
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Cuz I gotta make it,
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this shit is in my blood
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The coppers come in cages,
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metal fingers to the judge
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I'm rotting on this paper,
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trying to kill him with the buzz
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So I'm rotting on this hatin',
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so I'm sitting up above
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Cuz I had to flip a few
to get us through
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Prick, it's true in principle
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when you can't do the rent
And your rent is due,
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forget a interview, verse,
song, interlude
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Listen, Buddhist niggas
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who these hustlers trying to ridicule?
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I've been invincible,
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doing what they intend to do
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A lyrical miracle, little nigga,
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you sick as who?
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Who is better, not a veteran alive?
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Can't match up what I'm measuring,
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I'm heavenly supplied
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I'm peddling some medicine
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to ratting up your eyes
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You wouldn't play corners
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on an elevator ride
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I can tell you ain't as wise,
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the hustler is global, you're local
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And only thing you're doublin'
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is bothers, I told you
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The soldier is sick and the
blow that I'm spittin'
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HD vision is written,
your flow need prescriptions
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Listen, I'm a pro,
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that's destined to blow
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Batter up your dough,
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I'm nicer than whoever you know
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Writer, I gotta make it,
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this shit is in my blood
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Encompass concages,
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metal fingers set a judge
Plotting on his paper,
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trying to kill him with the buzz
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So I'm riding on his haters,
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so I'm setting up the bomb
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Cause I gotta make it, make it
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The shit is in my blood, blood
The coppers cutting cages,
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middle fingers to the judge
Fuck em!
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Plotting on his paper,
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trying to kill him with the buzz
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So I'm riding on his haters,
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so I'm setting up the bomb
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I see you really came to kill nig gas
on this one right here
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When these niggas gonna learn?
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When they gon' see,
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they can't fuck with my n***a
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The writer of writers,
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J .R. motherfuckin' writer
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Yeah, n***a, Dipset
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You heard the man,
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three albums lined up
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Now n****s better catch up
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