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Yo the flow got a soul, God birthed this through me
from the same place that gave you blowfish and a hootie
in the rap game, I'm so small like Rudy
but elementary rappers they fear me like the cooties
me no goonies, i will ride solo like Pac
got the rules down, play it cool til you clock
at least 8 digits, then all the legal rules change
walk up out of the court, still checkin all the game
see most dudes lame, dumb guys with all muscle
but leaders learn quick, quiet guy, swift hustle
i-q of crazy and some flavor from the 80s
been readin books so a record can't play me
international, opportunist in the every corner
U-S, France, Toronto, to East Estonia
All I need is my shot, then I'm in like kobe
81 points and not a player that hold me
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back for a 2nd, guess that means I enlighten
we be rappin' between teeth, and most rappers need to brighten
i got a good scope on the world, I want a piece
if Jay-Z and 50 can do it, tell me why can't he
you know he that is I, the one with special eyes
that give access to my soul, and that will never lie
see my hunger it is deeper than a empty fat stomach
I will eat any and every rapper than claimin that he want it
no freestyle, like candles, i'm 'bout the wax
cause i'm trying to make a flip and boomerang cash back
all currency, cause if you ain't heard we are currently,
under bad times, U-S dollars won't cover me
I want euros, yens, and british pounds
and not talking handshakes, put your hands down
when i'm around, get the paper and the pen
todays businessmen don't care about words nor a sin
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check out how we livin, it is in living color
i am not a clown homey, and I don't feature the bustas
i kick it with the girls who rock js from the block
who gon' turn lopez, and make millions of that gwap
you haters, you cant stop me, my recordings is forever
the atmosphere will hear me, fall upon you like a feather
but once it all hits, i'll burn your dreams like a fever
and all I'mma say is suck this wood like a beaver
beef meat clever, end that with one drop
weasels all fall after my music goes pop
and not talking culture, simply speaking 'bout blowing up
life does me real good, got me ready for a nut
i keep my dreams alive, like I know just how to sleep
and when i wake up, it's crazy, always on my feet
am i sleep walking, no but i'm chasing money
and I will not stop, until it's not in front and above me
I'mma winner..........
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Song Credits
written by:
C.Khid
year written:
2009
artist(s) featured:
C.KhiD
instrumental by:
Vybe Beats
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