Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
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It was all good just a week ago
Niggas feel theyselves
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Bm
And that Watch the Throne drop
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Niggas kill theyselves
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What niggas gon' do,
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Hov?
This the new crack on a new stove
I'm in the two- door, true that
Niggas tellin' me "You back?"
Verse 2
Am
Like a nigga ever left up
out this bitch, huh?
And if life a bitch,
bet she suck my dick, huh?
And I bet she fucked the
By the way nigga,
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you should fuckin' quit, nigga
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Just for get it, you talk it, I live it
Am
joke's on you motherfucker, and I get it
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No paper hoe,
but you can have some more of me
Or- a- gy or are we speaking
metaphorically?
Verse 3
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Historically, I'm kickin' bitches out like pam,
nigga
Goin' H.A.M. nigga, me and Jigga
And a nigga still young, why I have no kids
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But I've been practicing with some
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actresses as bad as shit
Had a few white girls, asses flat as shit
But the head so good,
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damn a nigga glad he hit
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Got 'em jump
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in' out the building
Verse 4
Watch out below, a million out the door
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I'm about to
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go H.A.M.
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Hard as a motherfucker let
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these niggas know who I am
I'm about to go H.A.M.
Hard as a motherfucker let these
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nig gas know who I am
Verse 5
Bb
Fuck y'all mad at me for? Y'all don't
what I've been through
Bb
Am
I play chicken with a Mack truck
Y'all motherfuckers woulda been moved
I swam waters with Great Whites
Y'all motherfuckers woulda been chewed
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I hustle with vultures late nights
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Y'all motherfuckers
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woulda been food
Verse 6
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Fuck wrong with these dudes?
Try to walk around in these shoes
Bb
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See the shit I saw growing up
Then maybe you could take a peek
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at these boos
Niggas fantasize about
the shit that I do daily
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Like these rap pers rap about
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all the shit that I do really
I'm like, "Really, half a billi'? Nigga,
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really?" You got baby money
Keep it real with niggas,
Verse 7
niggas ain't got my lady money
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don't step on our robe
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Bad enough we let you step on our glow
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When my nephew died, daddy's dead
Nigga took the price
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on my uncle's head
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Nobody called the cops
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as my uncle bled
So I feel like I would like to
know my uncle's bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
Don't spill hate all on
my garments
Verse 8
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Commes des Garçons, fuck
you're fresh
Head shots, nigga, fuck your vests
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Fuck the pig, no pork on my fork
Peace God,
'cause you know a nigga just went
Verse 9
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H.A.M.
Hard as a motherfucker let these
niggas know who I am
Yeah, I'm 'bout to go H.A.M.
Hard as a motherfucker let these
niggas know who I am
Yeah, I'm 'bout to go H.A.M.
Verse 10
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Vivat rex in homine
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Vivat rex in homine
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Vivat rex in homine
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Vivat rex in homine
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