Тональность: F minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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dope from the fly kid
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The Ice mic is back with the high bid
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Suckers you've lost, 'cause players you're not,
gangstas you ain't
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if you ever heard a gunshot
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Yo, the pusher, the player,
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the pimp gangsta, the hustler
High Roller, dead pres folder
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Is cold lampin' like a black
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Evil E, turn up the mi crophone
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So I can ill and break
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on the rollin' tape
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Another album to make? Great
Verse 2
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Islam turn the bass kick up a bit
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Hype the snare, now I got a place to sit
And ride the track like a
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black mack in his 'lac
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Hit the corner slow where the girls are at
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And kick game the way it should be done
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How you gonna drop science?
You're dumb
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Stupid ignorant, don't even talk to me
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In school you dropped Math,
Science, and History
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And then you get on the mic
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and try to act smart
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Well let me tell you one thing,
Verse 3
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To perpetrate, you're bait, so just wait
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Till the press shove a mic in your face
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Or you meet Boogie Down
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Stetsasonic or the Big Daddy
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And they ask you about the
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game you claim you got
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Drop science now, why not?
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You start to sweat and fret,
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How'd you get into this spot?
Verse 4
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played yourself
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Yo, yo, ya played yourself
Verse 5
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I'm no authority but I
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know the D- E- A- L
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When it comes to dealin' with the females
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What you got they want,
cash is what they need
Slip sucker and they'll
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break you with speed
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But you meet a freak,
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you try to turn her out
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what I'm talkin' about
Verse 6
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But you fool out, your pockets got blew out
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And after the date, no boots,
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you got threw out
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'cause your duckets got took
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Call her up, phone's off the hook
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But who told you to front
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and flaunt your grip?
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You can't buy no relationship
Verse 7
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Ya played yourself
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Yo homeboy, ya played
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yourself
Verse 8
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I'm in the MC game, a lot of MCs front
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they're sell out stunts
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But they claim that they're rich
and that they keep cash
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Yo, let me straighten this out fast
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Two hundred thousand records sold
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And these brothers start
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yellin' 'bout gold?
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You better double that,
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then double that again
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And still don't get sooped, my friend
Verse 9
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You think you've made it,
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you're just a lucky man
C
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Guess who controls your destiny,
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fans
But you diss 'em 'cause
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you think you're a star
That attitude is rude, you won't get far
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'Cause they'll turn on you quick
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, you'll drop like a brick
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Unemployment's where you'll
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sit
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No friends, 'cause you dissed 'em too
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No money, no crew, you're through
Verse 10
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Ya played yourself
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That's right, ya played yourself
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Ya played yourself
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Yo, yo, ya played
Verse 11
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You got problems,
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you claim you need a break
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But every dollar you get you take
Straight to the dopeman, try to
get a beam up
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Your idle time is spent
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Another way to get money for a jumbo
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When you go to sleep you count Five- Os
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Ly in' and cheatin',
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everybody you're beatin'
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Dirty clothes and you're skinny 'cause
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you haven't been eatin'
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You ripped off all your family
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and your friends
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Nowhere does your larceny end
Verse 12
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And then you get an idea for a big move
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An armed robbery, smooth
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But everything went wrong,
somebody got shot
You couldn't get away,
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the cops roll, you're popped
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And now you're locked, yo,
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lampin' on death row
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Society's fault? No
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Nobody put the crack into the pipe
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Nobody made you smoke off your life
You thought that you could do dope
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Bb
and still stay cool? Fool
Verse 13
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Em
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Ya played yourself
Ya played yourself
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Ain't nobody else's fault,
ya played yourself
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