Susi: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Slurry Urban Listen,
hip -hop
Rubble, ain't shit on your ass
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We gon' talk here
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Have a conversation
People hook up to me
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because they think I am a success
I've got what they've always wanted,
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money
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What I'm rappin' to you about
is power, baby
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It's power
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Do they ever listen,
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do they ever really pay attention
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So what the God spittin',
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this is God givin' God wisdom
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God got him in this one,
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why I take it to Limpson Heights
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It's him who writes from the soul
to the brain cavity
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Lyrics rapidly catch gravity,
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takin' me high
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I cling to the sky,
somethin' like an air -lord
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Music stick to your ears like a keloid
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No decoy for the destroy,
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a D -boy turn B -boy
Check my stance,
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the flow's in trance
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Musically I make the soul break dance
Why you spin on your head,
the feelin' is dead
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Until you listen to what
I really had said
Cause if you moving through the motions
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then you really ain't heard
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And whatever I first spoke about
I guess is really absurd
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But I don't do it like him, them or they
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And you can say what you wanna say
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Cause I know
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This is real
Move with music
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You can choose to use it
If you choose to use it
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Let's move this music to
the highest esteem
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Keep our souls from the weakened,
shaytan asleep
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So I'm alone,
walking through the pterodome
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With my book bag on,
trying not to get stoned
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By the gangsters and smart peddlers,
hustlers and crushed leathers
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that took over hip -hop
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And claim to do much better
for the movement in fact,
but the movement it lacks
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Real love from the people,
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they use it as a tool
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Thinking that love and money is equal
These niggas is straight lethal,
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injections in their game
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All reflection ain't the same
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So my section is stuck in one lane
Yeah, so if I dumb the flow
down a little bit
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maybe i'll catch on to what
i'm trying to do
Let's see
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It's like i'm stuck at the lake
getting stuck up with cane
So i'm harold like chicago,
maine got a flame like a pyromane
All I do is spit propane
and still bang like pyros, man
But ain't no gang or no
thangs attached
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ain't no rain can match these cells
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My whole is like flamin' gats,
so lyrically I shoot up tracks
Flow dope like I shoot up with smack,
relapse history in untimed
A thousand blacks,
to me that's richer than a
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G
thousand stacks
Black panther verse,
I'ma free up a hundred innocent cats
None of you rappers
know a feeling like that
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I'm Illmatic with a black album,
you can keep your platinum plaques
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