Tonalité : C# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm used to cold to the right, hot to the left
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Turn em on, let the warm water run to
my chest
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And wash away the stress
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I swore to my mama she'd die
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a happy woman on my very last breath
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Looking back,
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reminiscing how many have left us
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OG's who used to squeeze
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with the best tuts
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Whole they chrome and whole they own,
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it's messed up
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Now a nigga living through
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his ancestors
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Socrates, 23, turning like 45 in a year
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I'm craving for the days when
the mountain is clear
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You know living,
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I might sacrifice my life but I won't give in
G#m
Until them spokes are spinning,
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and my homies chilling
And he dealin' with no less
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than half a million
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In a crib on some acres
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and has his children
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Livin' the life they deserve
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in this fake realism
I hit you with the wisdom,
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if you ain't with it then kiss him
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You nuts, if you dissin' watch
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me from a distance
I'ma hit you with the words
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that'll make your soul vibrate
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The things that we contemplate when
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we comin' out
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I'ma hit you with the words
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that'll make your soul vibrate
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The things that we contemplate
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when we comin' out
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Imagine a day that's black forever,
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waiting for the sun to come up
As hard as you try, it's a lie,
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you can't change the weather
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Maybe I should stop giving a fuck
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Plus, you've been telling
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me that life goes on
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But as this rap star trek pro longs
You start wondering what
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else could go wrong
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All you can do is sing your song,
get them pockets nigga
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The lifetime journeys of the me
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These endless questions,
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they plague my dome piece
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What am I doing with all the
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groupies I might meet
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Will I turn the other cheek,
F#m
or do I turn the other cheek?
Please freak,
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you getting touched by this
West
Indian connection
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Let me rub on your tits,
G#m
C#m
and get in it for a minute to win it
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Let you fall in love with it, then I'm out,
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cause I got work to finish
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The music is my business, she love me,
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I trust her to maximize my fitness
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Now ladies, if you listening,
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I'ma make you my witness
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I got no love for bitches,
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they be out with the quickness
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Groupie parade play gets
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a categorized sickness
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Who say that
Brother
Sox got it locked from
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L .A. to
Brixton
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I'm broke, but niggas'll kill for my
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position I rap to that
Vince
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Carter at
Sky
Dome
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If you see me on the beat,
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E .T. phone home
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And tell your momma the drama
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Your old high school friends on
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the tube representin'
Toronto
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He's doin' it right, pursuin' his life
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He seems to take flight
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when he caresses the
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mics
And if this were not to catch,
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we're unsigned
hype
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Just do it for you, keep this rap shit tight
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G#m
I imagine a day that's black forever,
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waiting for the sun to come up
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As hard as you try,
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F#m
it's a lie, you can't change the weather
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No baby, I should stop giving a fuck
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Plus, you've been telling
G#m
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me that life goes on
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But as this rap star trek prolongs
You start wondering what
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else could go wrong
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All you can do is sing your song
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Hit them pockets, niggas
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I'll see you in
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You
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