Тональность: F major
Verse 1
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Ever since 9 -11,
F#m
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I focus more on finding heaven
Slow my grind a second,
cause in life time is the essence
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Ask my mind a question,
Em
do I deserve that kind of blessing?
Eternal paradise,
and the light shining fluorescent
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Just re wind a second,
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cause every day you'll find a lesson
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Trials and tribulations,
Em
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forever leave divine im pressions
Streets is crime infesting,
everyone nickel dime stressing
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Till we find weapons,
going out for the prime section
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Take the 9 pressing,
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stick up caspidine flexing just for iron checking
You get left behind guessing if
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you're blind deafing
Em
Something like close to dying resting,
in peace cause I fake and I date your iron destined
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So my rhyme sessions ain't usu
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ally about my fine vestments
Em
Cause materials can never make my lesson,
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I'm living life regressing
Using words I write to fight oppression,
fuck the best
Em
Who will next be five direction,
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holler back
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Dante, and
I'ma tell you the facts
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If the label bought your soul,
they ain't sellin' it back
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They gon' put it in the streets,
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and we sell it as crack
Em
Then them niggas get wrapped,
but we tell it on tracks
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I copped it on sellin' it back
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What type nigga meet
God and try to sell him a sack?
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Want heaven, live in hell like the
Act
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Hustle till you find the
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Lord and try to mail him a pack
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Cactus in the foreign land,
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but we sell them with debt
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Bold if a columbine, we rebelling with gas
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Now these niggas hard to reach,
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like they fell in the cracks
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Count you out or count you in,
like we be building our rap
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Holla back
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Blow up, that's what I wanted
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to do when I first showed up
On the scene, get the cream,
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feed the team, hold up
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God said he had another plan for me
Em
Cats frontin' like they all,
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but not really your mans, homie
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You can't deny my style, baby
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So unique, I keep it sweet,
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nothin' sweet, some bitch
I bring the heat,
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freakin' beat is why I do and how I eat
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Playboy, I don't just wanna get,
stay on my feet, playboy
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B -Boy era to the present
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And the terror vocal tone is crystal
Can't be any clearer,
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vet status with it, dawg
What are the baddest with it, dawg?
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When the iron's in my palm
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Lord, I'm here to win cause I refuse to lose
Em
My flow is like the blob oozing
through the avenues
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Get the dough, whip the show,
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go through boobies like shoes
Pyrecon from the neck, holla back,
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whoo!
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Recommended reading, etc.
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