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It's only right that I this
be in it to win it
I never come type killing in the game
I get
It's only right that I address
be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the
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by game
Where niggas ain't by fame
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your
in your lane
Brokeback the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the
My was Kane, now I'm dope with weight in the game
You was hot but stay in the flame
Ghetto pain and windows
The fist is like a for black
Can tell the real by how the interact
In the middle of my soul stick to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the
I want big cribs and my man to get his
Child in a good school and know her gift is
It's warming, the world is shifting
Watching Sweet Sixteen, rich kids
You don't know it you gotta go the distance
yoga or doja, we all get lifted in the Game

It's only that I address this
be in it to win it
I never lame type killing in the game
I get
It's only right I address this
be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the
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I kissed that ass of the masses
I'm the black
and I lasted
Pass these rat
They try to box me in Cassius Clay
Hey I'm like Muhammad he fasted
the fascist
Make cuts and got gashes, scratches over third
Punchlines are jab pits to rappers
Whose careers now
It's too many in their name
Came in the game, these
weak lines to clothing lines to an actress
I seen them dashing smash
I yell run run
I cook up classics
The weak hearted, Babylon puppets
Making it hard for hustlers
the sky now and then, with a lady friend
Give thanks to the most that's how the day in the game.

It's only right that I address
be in it to win it
I never come lame type in the game
I get
It's only right that I address
be in it to win it
I never come type killing in the game
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I just wanna be Akeelah, an achiever
From the streets of the Chi where get high for leisure
Selling out of cleaners
From rocks to shops and beamers
Chicks with blond weaves and strong like Serena
The of the Ghetto, to never stay settled
and corrupt men play Pharaoh
Good bring to the hood like heralds
year olds walking by themselves in the street
The die of cancer
I stop eating
the gods on 87th street like peace
Even though war to G, got em facing the east
The game ain't as sweet
Cats flow is still, and his with beats
My radio is deep, so F em
Progression, paper and blessings in the game

It's right that I address this
be in it to win it
I never come lame type in the game
I get
It's only that I address this
be in it to win it
I never lame type killing in the game
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