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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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A million guys they want free style
There will be no blows not freestyle This style is not free This style is expensive, alright Old type jokes Love me self I possessed More like to death Yigga yaw Yes sir mister upfront crutch My level is seldom seen Few and far between Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke the cane in four Face flat to the floor But then from the stress To commence with a brand new sense o' sell You old Zulu Comin' to Tokyo train stop Hipper to the crew Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Tougher than my cuts And my baby like flex But I won't waste my breath I let action speak Though this beat stands taller Than the peak of Everest I visualize and breach the progress Then high pork chest A bit right to it The choice is there is no choice But to pursue it Soul undermine Mind on the sole My struggle remains But my insight grows Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Against the grain We shall remain Huh yeah steamin' on Soon become a new boss Lord know the sun ain't cut Gain enough glove Gain enough crowd Move in tight Belly white fright In the sight set To step to the height Left in the field now Lookin' good Went to this wayward bounce 'Bout to renounce Some steadfast Lookin' my way I heed not my hearsay I put my trust in my Own possessions of knowledge itself Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Guitar Down right crim and we dusted Get yourself into hard love Guitar The power of the inner eye Huh Leds the strength of we Go War Bounce to the next round Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Motion splendid It bring quality Now I'm on four sides, see We dump club a tip Four sides Four sides Four sides (Repeat) |
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