Down Right Dirty Akkorde von
Aceyalone
Aceyalone

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Tonart: A major
Verse 1
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*scratched line from the
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Aceyalone recording "Mr. Outsider"* )
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(Get involved on how the world revolves
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and evolves)
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(...solve all that you can solve be
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fore your mind dissolves)
Verse 2
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Get down right dirty on em hella quick
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Put air in your tire, step in the shit
Bust raps, caps,
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throw rocks or pick up a stick
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How you gonna
handle it when it get thick?
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I learned
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real early that life is hard
Sit down at the table,
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get dealt yo cards
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Might get a good hand,
could get a bad hand
The hood lands and bad lands done
turned you to a mad man
Barely can sleep at night
Tryin to make the ends meet
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just to keep it tight
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You want what he got but
he ain't got much
It's a beautiful thang that
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you cannot touch
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And you want what she got
but she ain't got much
And to do or die,
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you never heard of such
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Well, it's the luck of the draw,
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some come up short
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I know you want to keep your boat
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and you're bumpin afloat
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I want to double my notes,
I don't want to vote
I want everyone to read what I wrote
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But most likely life ain't a bowl of cherries,
though
Same old scenario
Sometimes it's just sour milk
In the hour of guilt your flowers wilt
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And it's all in the power of
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what you built
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You want to lie in your casket
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with gold and silk
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As for I, wrap me in Kinte cloth
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Give me my respect due
and then step off
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Cause people nowadays'll straight
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twist you up
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Have you broken up but
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can't nobody fix you up
I was sayin to myself I was gonna do
somethin about that tomorrow
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Yo yo, check it
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But you was lyin to yourself an
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d that can make you sick
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So get down right dirty on
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em hella quick
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Put air in your tires, step into shit
Bust raps, caps,
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throw rocks or pick up a stick
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How you gonna handle it
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when it get thick?
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How you gonna handle
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it when it get thick?
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How you gonna handle it when it get thick?
Get down right dirty on em
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hella quick
Verse 4
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(The world is full of bullshitters
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Liars and triers and quitters
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Coulda- been's, want
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to- be's...)
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I learned real early that life was hard
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Never ever shit in your own backyard
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Never fake the funk or front to play the part
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Be smart, live life love, respect the art
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Cause people take kindness
for weak and prey
And they take for granted when
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you say what you say
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They take advantage of the fact
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you give your heart away
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You should be able to see through
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these games people play
Cause people just use you,
it just won't stop
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You won't say nothin and
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it makes you hot
They say they're your friends
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but they really are not
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Because they only out to try
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and get what you got
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The Jones' - what a classic case
It can turn a nigga into a bastard case
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I know they all runnin to see who
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is the fastest in the race
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You might as well get on your
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knees and ask for grace
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Cause many will lose but some
will come in last place
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And many get bruised but some
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get blasted in the face
Somebody once told me
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that people were strange
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I never knew what it meant till I seen
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some people change
I know you really want it but
it's out of your range
And if you plan to get it then
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you gotta take some pain
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You gotta master the fear
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You just say: "Fear,
come here," and drop a bug in his ear
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And tell him to disappear,
rid him, buy him a beer
No hard feelings but some
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people turnin the trick s
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Some say it's just a natural pick
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It's like Darwin's theory,
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but y'all don't hear me
Strong is how they skim me
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Never with the gimme- gimme
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Bottle water or a shot of Rémy?
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My name is Ace One, baby,
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not Timmy
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And you can get the jimmy
Verse 6
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You get down right dirty
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on em hella quick
Put air in your tires, step into shit
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Bust raps, caps,
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throw rocks or pick up a stick
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How you gonna handle
it when it get thick?
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How you gonna handle it
when it get thick?
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How you gonna handle it
when it get thick?
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Get down right dirty on em hella quick
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(I was taught to
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be badman,
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shoot yo shot)
Outro 1
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