Tonart: D minor
Verse 1
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80
bars, 80 scars
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Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
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Verse 2
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I started off in the underground
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From mono to stereo,
now I'm surround sound
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Blowing through your tubes,
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leaving holes through your speakers
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Cracking through your tweeters, my
frequency's off the meter
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Jam packed arenas from
here to Bangkok
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I'm ahead of my time like
Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
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Me, I'm playing Hoodstock before
I had the dreadlocks
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I use to reminisce "Should I do
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music or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own props,
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living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel Gabriel said
"It's all a Masquerade"
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Eyes with no face,
speakers with no lace
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I feel that Earth's spinnin,
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but I'm standin in the same space
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With no trace of what happened
last night
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I seen two fiends fighting
over a crack pipe
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B
Now I'm watching TV,
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my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn,
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David Banner
Flip the data,
the kids was wearin bandanas
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Totin hammers aimin at your medulla
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oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young
thug with a slim figure
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Romantic type like the movie Casablanca
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Herb seller, once but busted
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by an undercover
Buyer, my supplier was
a Gypsy cab driver
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That's when I realized I
need to find a new hustle
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Living in the jungle the guitar
became my muscle
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I strive through snake eyes who
wanted me crucified
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I thought that I was drowning
but I was getting baptized
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Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill'
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But with no street credibility, your overkill
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You ain't real,
talkin bout keep it gangsta
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Phony, if you knew the
gangstas sent me to shank you
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Gank you, yank you,
tie up your ankles
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And if that ain't enough,
I call Henchman's to lynch you
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Now, at the funeral,
I can see the Priest bless you
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But in the after life,
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I'ma still touch you
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Knockin on heavens door,
your beggin to get in
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That's when the son of man greets
you with the face of Satan
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Now you look frightened in the
belly of the whale
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That's when the warden say "I want
to welcome you to hell"
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Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone,
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times up
I seen him cut from his head
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to his nuts
You wish you wouldn't,
wish you couldn't, wish it got to me
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Cause you screamin' so loud
that a deaf man can hear
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Back to the silence,
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no more droppin science
Er'body rappin about
diamonds and violence
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And A&R's, all they do
is charge credit cards
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And when the bill comes,
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they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain't rent a car
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I wasn't at the spa, I ain't by the bar
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Now here's a jewel when you
get your first record deal
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Don't subject yourself
to the mass appeal
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First Class, caviar in the vel'
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In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
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Remember,
the music industry is like the streets
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You know the cold of the streets,
er'body tryin to eat
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The evidence is concrete,
I'm tired of the same song
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You take me how,
you must be high off heroin
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Sharper than I ever been,
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this one gon get a 10
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all
with your own medicine
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I move with faith, I never have doubt
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I'm so hungry you will think
I'm just coming out
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But I been here before,
from "Blunted" to "The Score"
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Gb
To "The Carnival",
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Ecleftic World Tour
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I'm causin whores,
waitin in the back doors
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They want me to rock they boat
and shift they more short
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That's when the Father said
"Take heed to this lesson"
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They want to cut your hair
like Deliala did Sampson
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I felt that, so I went back to my format
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Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids,
I don't want that
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And for the DJ's,
here's something y'all can scratch
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Technique 12, the needle
hits the wax
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Hypnotize the crowd,
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the dance floor is jam packed
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Now sing along like a negro spiritual
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No one got shot tonight,
it's a miracle
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What's this I hear,
y'all want to take my spot?
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You got a better chance putting
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a gorilla in a headlock
I'm too focused,
I can see through your lens
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You ain't a G, just a want to be,
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Kingpin so
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"The next time,
y'all want to pay for protection
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I suggest that you hit up
the Haitian Sicilians"
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Interlude 1
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80 bars,
Verse 3
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80 scars
Outro 1
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