Tonalité : Eb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I am the
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perfect example of a God no doubt
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Bow! Shock ya now,
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and running off at the mouth
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A lot of crews be,
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advocating Uzis
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Profusely, but word is life, you lose me
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My reward G,
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for casting worldly jewels be
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Girlies seduce me, reverends rebuke me
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See, I touch the cut with
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such god like skill
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No tricks, in 96, it's time to build
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Shah, be easy on the cut,
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no mistakes allowed
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Talk style, buck wild,
set shit off 'bout now
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Ta- dow! How,
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the fuck you like us now?
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On the case like Johnny Cochrane
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in the OJ Simpson trial
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I can do this for a while getting
you to rock a crowd
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Be like getting chocolate milk from
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your uncle's chocolate cow
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No way, no how,
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your aging ass style's gonna taketh me out
It ain't hittin' right now
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Cock ya, pow, pow,
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two shots for Rozelle
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Peace to Power God,
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X Unique and Israel
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Even though you're locked down,
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you're still right there
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All the brothers who ain't here
Reside right beneath my hair
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Hell yeah, I swear God is in
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your atmosphere
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Lyrics swift, and changeable
just like the troposphere
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Drop a pair Nike Air, Jordans in your ear
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Fly, lyrical wear my flavor for the year
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Get your paws off your nuts before
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you roll the next blunt
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Throw your hands the fuck up,
pass the cash to the front, boy
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We hosed it down like a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doing this
for the love of the shit
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See
Verse 2
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we hosed it down like
a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this for the love of the
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shit
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Boy, we hosed it down
like a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this
for the love of the shit
Verse 3
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See, I nice the mic for
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the love of this shit
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Got it? Better get it,
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'cause I ain't never bullshitted
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Slang spit it, did it for truly something awful,
black
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Learned this, taught that
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I was God blessed since the year
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the Father spoke to Culture
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Y'all don't know but your girlfriend
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should have told ya
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'Cause sister girl was sugar
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something sweet kid
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Peep how she did and I'll
might have to split ya wig
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And obviously God'll
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just be advocating
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Manifestation of the man
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God in the flesh black
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soldier flawless
Rawness,
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niggas be screaming "aw shit"
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Listen kid, you know that shit ain't right
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You up here acting like
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You got some words for this mic
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My word is life,
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I take you to another height
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Make you pudding niggas know
what it's like to be nice
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You ain't no real rhymers,
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sometimers, and TEC- 9ers
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Creating problems for
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the great civilizers
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I hosed it down like a son of a bit
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'Cause we be doin' this
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for the love of the shit, boy
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See we hosed it down like
a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this
for the love of the shit
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Boy,
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we hosed
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it down like a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this
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for the love of the shit
Verse 5
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I do this with this loveliness yo
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This ain't some other crew's flow
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Jewels do come with this though
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Uh oh! Po po,
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wake me before you go go
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Ghetto, I know that half
these rappers so- so
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So, yo yo; I feel it's time
to change the climate again
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I'm not rhyming like them,
Wise God shining again
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See, Shakiyla's still the sister,
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be careful if you diss her
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One of these days nigga,
pow, right in the kisser
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Oh yeah, I'm 'bout to get ya if you pussy,
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I'mma dick ya
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A flow pitch switcher, the lyric it'll lick ya
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I be sitting back and watching all
these thieving ass rappers
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Yam and mashed potato
niggas come in studio
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Got teacher one, teacher two,
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and teacher three
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Why do all these rappers
seem to sound like me?
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I ought to quit it but the damage,
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I done did it
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Might as well forget it proceed
to spit it like you bit it
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Culture, Shah,
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you with it? when I say hit it, hit it
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Mute the kick and snare,
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leave the bass line in it - hit it!
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I am the maker the owner
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The cream of the planet damn it
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Can it get any better
than perfection?
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Cracker look we hosed it down like
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a son
of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this
for the love of the shit
Verse 6
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See we hosed it down like
a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this
for the love of the shit
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Boy, we hosed it down like
a son of a bitch
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'Cause we be doin' this for
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the love of the shit
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