Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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If Michael Jackson came
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alive right now
Em
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He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
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You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
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Think you're Dee Brown,
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jump if you want
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I put it on my momma and
her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
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The square root of a kilo is me nigga
C
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The square root
of a kilo is me nigga
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Do the math, I'm a motherfucking G nigga
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Am
Em
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D
F
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Em
Am
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It's all on me now,
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as you can see now
I'm gon' get this money
and I will not be denied
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Been shittin' on you fucks a long time,
time to pee now
When you finish first they hate you worse,
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startin to see now
I'm at the round table,
where your seat at?
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Where your plate, where your lobster,
where your sea bass?
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We ain't never left,
acting like we back
You should see us now taking
pictures acting like we rap
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This the circle that'll murk you, blackout,
short circuit
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Somebody show them square
ass niggas the first exit
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This here reserved
for soldiers most definitely
So watch what you say
and where you step more carefully
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If I fall in the field and ain't
no more air for me
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Pour some on the ground
and put one in the air for me
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Tell my enemies fuck 'em,
they know already but fuck 'em
Tell 'em again with a middle
finger and a chuckle
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You don't know nann nigga,
nope, uh uh
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This famous that'll still throw copper
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Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Em
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Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
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Then crank the Lac up
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One match left, this the last turn
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Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
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I'mma earn 'til the last court adjourn
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'Til the last gavel drop we
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gon' have it locked
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Em
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We gon' have it locked
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We gon' have it locked
I'm part of the small percentage
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of niggas who make it out the ghetto
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But niggas tried to pull me back
cause misery loves company
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It's funny how they come for me
when they see me living comfortably
But when I was broke and sleeping on floors
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they ain't want nothing from me
My future's so bright but
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my past so ugly
And I just try to correct it all
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but it all still haunts me
Tried to section off the past
but it still haunts me
So I accept what got me here,
Em
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reflecting in this rocking chair
All this space created,
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all that hard work it got me here
So what I look like telling a nigga
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that I shouldn't be here
Power to the people so the people
shouldn't live in fear
And I'll be that raising voice
Em
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and tell the people treat us fair
Warring in the streets tell
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them soldiers to meet us there
Out in the open all alone,
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I felt the coldest air
Secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there
Not even a voice, not even an ear
Em
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No one alive, no one to care
Now I got a power circle,
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now I'm on a power trip
And they calling me counterfeit cause I
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ain't gave a coward shit
Stone me, throw me a pile of shit but
Em
Am
you won't pull me out of it
It's funny how it comes full circle
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Now they wanna be a part of the
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power circle
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They wanna be a part of the
Em
Am
power circle
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May the wind be at your back
Dm
May the bad be in your past
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May the kids take all your good
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And your wife have class
And you realize your goals
And what's life without grind
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Those niggas, yo' niggas?
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C
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Hope
those niggas
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real as mine
There's a difference between underrated
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and hasn't made it
Once you successful they relentlessly
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giving you hatred
Em
There's no applause for ya and
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success is hard for ya
There's enemies, envy, with green my niggas,
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lawnmower
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And I'm on tour, Jordan 4's, Tom Ford
And I ain't thugging, they clapping at me,
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a encore
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Got a dark heart, bright mind,
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make women crazy
I give her D, I throw up two, I
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call that shit a safety
Shit is crazy when entertainment
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ain't entertaining
And my inner sanctum need real estate
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I'm out my cabeza
Jealousy's for the weak,
you ain't happy I made it
I be feeling like brother Malcolm
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just out of the Nation
Allah got us cause if we
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hollered a lost numbers
I seen hustlers turn cluckers out niggas
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grandmothers
So shut the fuck up and listen,
fuck all them stuck up musicians
My circle small but regardless,
Em
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my circumference official
My clothes different like quarterbacks at
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a closed scrimmage
They gon' blitz us but ain't no way
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that they gon' hit us
I'm so elusive,
so my niggas be goin' through it
Guess it's a wrap when your co-
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defendant make soul music
Cash rule the world
Dm
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- - at least it do with girls
At least it do with churches,
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seek the truth and true it hurts
If they real,
then they real - - my niggas deserve it
And we don't deal with weak squares
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in this power circle
We don't deal with weak squares
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Am
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in this power circle
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I'm like welcome to the power circle
I came a long way, I started with
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a powdered circle
Clique full of real niggas that'll
probably murk you
Cause they about that murder game you
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do a lot of verbal
Lotta talking, lotta Tweeting,
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'til you hear that chopper speaking
Kill my dog, I kill your dog, we
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tied even, I'd believe it
If you see it then you got
it, nigga never give up
Cause if you grindin' you gon' be
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rich before you can look up
My cousin Knock told me never
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teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the
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low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
The streets say I'm the hottest
and a nigga still modest
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I'm just being honest
Back to the wall,
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never let 'em get behind us
Mac in my draws fitting right
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in my de signers
Look at my persona,
I dreamed it, woke up and conquered
And there was commas after commas,
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I eat 'em like Benihanas
Put the shrimp over the pasta,
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the pasta over the lobster
And the lobster over the table,
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power circle a mafia
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Just talkin' money,
Em
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talkin' money what you talkin' bout?
Probably talkin' bout us, we the only
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thing to talk about
Cause we the only thing to talk
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Em
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about
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Cause we the only thing to talk about
Look inside the eyes of the last
Mohicans survived
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You won't last a weekend outside
Seen a pastor tweaking,
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then sunk his teeth in a rock his demise
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Later on that evening you heard
the grieving of angels that cried
See a demon don't compromise
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And so I walk alone with a cross
and a diamond stone
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I'm a diamond inside the rough
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that's too mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in YSL
Put my voice on this microphone,
Em
put you pussy niggas through hell
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Hell's fire, I never lie, you will never grind
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I know the priors they running
by us when we do crime
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I know that section eight wanna
discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio state
gave me 30 racks in July
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Oh Lord, this can't be life,
no it can't be life
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When they day breaks
and you earned them stripes
C
Am
And you learned that strike
From upstate will adjourn that life
and confirm that life
It's good bait for the warden that
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might get awarded and write
Now your fate can record
it denied a reporter replied
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The death rate will eventually climb,
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so eventually I'm
On a track race for the dough before
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time get a clock that resigns
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So about face if it ain't business,
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I get offended, I mind
Now one fake, I'm a realist in strive,
I'm a bilion in five
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Well a billion cause the limit is the sky
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and I live on cloud nine
And I recognize my nemesis gon' try
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to put a finish in my shine
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But pussy, where it hurt you
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Life in the power circle
Regardless of how it goes down
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Em
Life goes on, am I right?
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Tried to warn you niggas
I tried to warn you niggas
It's too late now
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Double M- G
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Too much cake
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Too much power
Too much respect
Bow down, nigga, ugh!
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