Tonart: F major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Once upon a time not long ago
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When people wore Adidas
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and lived life slow
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When laws were stern
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and justice stood
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And people was be having like
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hip- hop was good
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There lived a little boy who was misled
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By a little Sha- tan and this
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is what he said
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"Me and you kid we gonna
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make some cash
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Jacking old beats and making
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They jacked the beats,
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money came with ease
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But son, he couldn't stop,
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it's like he had a disease
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He jacked another and another,
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Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
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Set some R&B over the track
for "Deep Cover" (187!)
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The kid got wild, started acting erratic
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He said "Yo, that presidential
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I got to have it"
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With liquor in his belly son,
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he made up the track
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But little did he know that
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The shiny A&R said "Great new hit, G!"
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"Whenever you need a loop,
yo come get me"
The kid got amped and
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he starts to figure
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"I'ma get dough like all
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of these other niggas!"
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So, he's in the studio working
round the clock
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jacked the beat to 'Planet Rock'
Was out in the street when
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he met this sister
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Who couldn't sing for shh but
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the mix would assist her
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Hooked up the track and in excitation
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He de cided he'd head
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for the radio station
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But (What?) he was running
and he made a left
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Was skeezing at top speed
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I slowed the young man down and
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Yo, why you selling lies to
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our wives and children?"
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He ran upstairs up to the top floor
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Opened up the door then guess
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Jane the chickenhead radio host
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Who be yapping 'bout beef between
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east and west coast
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He said "This one's a bullet,
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you got to give it run!"
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The chicken said "Thanks"
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and spanked it #1
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was getting props all over
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Then he dipped into his ride,
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the 4- point Rover
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Raced up the block doing 83
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Some cats with Hennessey saw
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He winked his eye like his star
status mattered
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They rat- a- tat- tatted to
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make his blood splatter
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"Y ou rocking crazy ice and all
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An d rolling out in Brooklyn late
night is problematic"
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His eyes was bloody red,
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he hung on every word they said
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They told the kid "Back down,
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that player shit is dead"
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Deep in his heart, he knew he was gone
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But he grabbed his .45 and decide
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With shades on founded
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Before long the young
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man got surrounded
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Those grabbed the guns,
so goes the glory
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And this is the way I got to end this story
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He was out chasing cream
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Trying to pre tend the end
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s justify the means
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This ain't funny so don't
you dare laugh
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It's just what comes to pass
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when you sell your ass
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Life is more than what your hands
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can grasp
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Good night!
Outro 1
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