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No rehearsal, nothing's Relax homie, react, one response'll you I know death, I was there when left Froze my nose, over decomposed flesh
deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low ceaser Outta sight, the life make the doe The Derrick Jeter, veggie-eater, half-ebonizer Love leisure, crewed up, in the stretch
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about it, no comparison, send 'em a stylist They too old for gold, and they dress code is I'm grown music, so I ask confuse it Consider, I'ma soul food Howard Hewitt
So's the don, so overdose 'em wit' charm Paranoid, sorta, so please approach me and money, hydro, hoes among me Emphatically, the truth is can't take nothin' from me
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Although it's all music, at times we it Confuse it, like we on the block suited now get recruited, but listen youngin' You still a student I spit twirlin' tricks a toothpick
Taught ya teacher, I'm the for seekers like Christ off the cross on Easter Zone excessive, seven different addresses So years lost through tribulations, I've grown possessive
I, earned my title, I learned Self-made, never too concerned idols The earth and the is one, and I'm the sun So all is none, get ya gun
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Nobody, doing it better AZ No, no