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                                                                            | Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties, and my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries |  |  
             
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya, spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze over, you thought it was safe then forgot what the code was |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Złość, nienawiść, zazdrość, zawiść.
Im bardziej cię drażnię tym bardziej mnie to bawi. |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Determination, ambition, plus dedication and wisdom, qualities he was given was the shit we didn't have |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | He made a dream become a reality, actually making it possible to swim |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Frustrated and I'm riding down the back streets, making my conscience ask me,
"Would I survive to make it up out this hole in time?" |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Nigga, I was rehearsing in repetition the phrase, "Only one in a million will ever see better days" |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Regardless of where you stay, hold your head and continue marching |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | I’m on the way to the concert, I’m a done, you a slut get you sponsored. Tell your friends to re-up the bounds, so the money to be made what I’m worried about |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | As far our hazy eyes can see, the sun will rise and illuminate this life |  |  
            
            
                
                    
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                                                                            | Just show your weed, so original and g. Follow my lead, you’ll be sampling me |  |  |  |