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Turn my high, high, high, high-er

I'm from the where the
could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to
They say that we are prone to violence, but home sweet home
Where crash and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and like it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse the Dow Jones your brains are now blown
All over brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell where you are to sell
But them shells come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all we learn 'em like the back of our hand
We watch for hopping out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit homes, homes is it
Was clapping flamers before I became famous
For me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am

Sure I do, I tell you the difference me and them
trying to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million,
In just five years, forty million
You are now at the forty million boy
I'm rapping Def Jam 'til I'm the million man
R., O., C.

I into this motherfucker a hundred grand strong
to be exact, from grinding G-packs
Put this shit in motion ain't no me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one could beat that
And if would of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, in my right mind
That's difference that's between me and them
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million,
In months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I sell ice in the winter, I fire in hell
I am a baby, I'll sell water to a well
I was to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and plates
Was born to dictate, follow orders
Dickface, get shit straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!