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Verse 1
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Absolutely, just let it go...
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am death to flavorish
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Big hip, lick ya lips, shoot to savor it
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So refreshin, no re gression,
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It's pro- black, pro- progressive,
The 9th Wonder is a Lil' Bro collective
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Black Dante, Mr. Phonte cold perfection
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Warm soul on glow, not a neck on froze
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Keep your stuff on go,
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'fore I check these hoes
You fuck around and get
it how it get mayne
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Case smack attack harder
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My speaker box equinox like Coltrane
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Killa K flow mayne need
Hairy gorilla call back,
And I make that ass drop
like I'm Soul Train
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heart and brains to match
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what's fuckin with dat[? ]
I put my town on the map
With'out the car...
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And I ride clean, and my thing bling...
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... and you know exactly
how I mean
9th Wonderful, so beautiful
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So unusual, it's sho' plain
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On your brain, in your body, in your soul
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All my hopes show... reach
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You'on't know about me, you'on't know my life
Verse 2
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You'on't know everything I go
You'on't know my plight,
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you'on't know my fight
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Gm
wan' steal my light
That's right,
I'm right back with a write that's sick
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I done went another level,
Y'kno Big Dho told me, "Always
That's borderline great
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that's best in all states
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Fifty- plus some, dumb niggaz, "Huh? "
If you "huh", you can hear me,
I speak clearly
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So my two sisters hear me,
Gm
yeah Ronnie cheer me, sincerely
I carry heavy burdens on my back
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Done, seen a lotta pain
and my heart stay trapped
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Brothers on the grind tryna
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'Fore them pagers get turned and
Gm
your plans get scrapped!
We back to the hustle where
they fightin over scraps
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And your face get played cause
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you tryna watch your back
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My man, seen many niggaz goin like that
Verse 3
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This year, real life no
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Uh, uh. Let it go, better let it go
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Just let it go, ah ah, let it go
They better let it go,
they better let it go
Let me talk to 'em, check it out...
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Gm
Uh, it seem like,
the more I achieve the more they expect
Cause it ain't nothin in breed
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And though you might expect
niggaz to lose they cause
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Or drop the ball,
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that nigga Tay ain't like the rest
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I'm built a little bit different,
Gm
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my specs is more rigid
Phonte's the medicine,
Of Afro engineering,
with'out no interference
To get it short, I'm more than just
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yo average rap nigga
Or whatever you wanna call it
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Call it music, I call it my life performance
Call 'em fans, I call 'em my life
Whether they pan or they
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These are the people
that I'm speakin to
Gm
I speak to you, and this is the year
that I'm gon'
Schiavo my rivals,
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nigga pull out the feedin tube
Cause y'all porch monkeys,
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that shake spears Shakespeare's
And make a killin,
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Gm
my words worth worth a million
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Phonte and LB the last temptation
Gm
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Give a fuck if our shit is played
Verse 4
on every station
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So y'all rap niggaz can't
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You can't bottle me up, shit I'm
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Gm
the well of inspiration, nigga!
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Let it go, ah ah, let it go
Verse 5
Gm
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Better let it go, ah, just let it go
Pull it back, let it go, ah
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And let it flow like...
Outro 1
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