Kunci: F major
Intro 1
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New
Verse 1
days, new beginnings,
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here we go
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Before composing,
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Lowe and I were known for terrorism
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So now I'm just a shiny sit
tin' in the sun with prisms
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and his love affair with the rhythm
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Began at ten with patent pen,
now I imprint my wisdom
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Deliver with charisma,
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even haters are lovin' this one
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we rappin' catchin' to submission
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Carry tradition,
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we brought you real hip -hop
Flames that couldn't see the difference,
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the art has been forsaken
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At twenty -eight I'm rappin' for
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the sake of money -makin'
The clock's tickin',
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no more bullshittin'
ain't need that cargo
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I'm Fargo, wood chippin',
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I'm tryna get it good
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While the goods gettin' like Mr. Big
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pettin' the Lord, gettin'
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Said fishes told me keep
So I need five billion liquid
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and a cut on the Pacific
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Clock's tickin',
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baby get that dough
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Life waits for no man,
Don't get ready, be ready to let this go
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Next page, same story, at his book signing
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I told Russell Simmons
Now normally I'll condone a form of high dollar treatment shit 500 mil,
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I can support that ideology
Like someone once said,
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it ain't all about economy
But that doesn't mean
that cats are all about poverty
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And that doesn't mean Sonama
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Conda leads it to succeed
A given degree,
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like beat makers' bottom feed
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Parasite, so few know the
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Three hours of sleep a night,
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less time with the kid in white
How hungry are ya?
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I know a hundred ways to eat rice
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You can find me in the club
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if I'm performing that night
Otherwise I'm pencil -dive
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in your notebook
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Contemplating world dom
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ination like Cobra
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Up graded from a nickel to a quarter,
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from a Nova to a Rover
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Get out the way and I won't
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run your ass over Right
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two for the fuckin' trouble
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Clock's tickin', baby get that dough
I'm watchin' life, fights, phenomena,
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and the world's on the scroll
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Don't get ready, be ready, let's go
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Organize my mob, yo, Chuck Luciano
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All his mind's the model,
Microsoft's the model
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They think they fuckin' with
some Ronald McDonald
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Just hit the lotto, rapper rich, nigga, please
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I ain't icing shit, picture me
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The price of a homer,
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There's somethin' real ridiculous,
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like that grill ignorance
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These fuckers out here
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buildin' prisms, straw, and stick
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I'm the third pick with the brick
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Now hear this, music is a art,
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but music is a business
I got kids, they ain't eatin'
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good intentions
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And I got bills,
they ain't givin' no extensions
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I'm keepin' it real, pissed dick
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I'm tryin' to get that Bill Bisquick,
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that Ellison cheesecake
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Lamborghinis racin' up the PCH,
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Till we reach the mountain's peak
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Can't be no sleep, no retire, no defeat
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No surrender, no retreat, dig it
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One for the money,
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two for the fuckin' show
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The clock's tickin',
baby, get that double
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Life waits for no man,
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Don't get ready, be ready, let's go
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One the money,
two for the fuckin' show
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One for the money,
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You can't be paid to be
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a fuckin' emcee
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