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...The Truth...
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Breathe(Exclusive Shit!!!)
IP:
Verse 1
Its the prodigal son back on the block witta passion
These cats wanna know my style, I wanna know whos ask'n
I dont aprove of you dudes try'n to rape my music
Cuz I'll catch u wit the heat and you wont even use it
Its a real bad look, I'm get'n sick of these wack niggas
I aint goin out like ya'll, I'm not a regular rap nigga
Catch slugs to ya body if you run'n ya lips
Rob ya bitch 'n' have my whole crew run in her lips
I''m really back nigga, i spit that crack nigga
Get a fuck'n clue, unless you wanna get clapped nigga
Listen to ya boy, I'm one of the last real Emcee's
Lyrically, if I was Talib Kweli, I'd be smoke'n them tree's
Kick'n it wit Mos Def on the set, I'm mos def gone wreck
Every track I breathe on, spit a couple 16's 'n' I'm back on
Listen as I define ya defintion and get right back on
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...Done Wit The Games...
...Time to Get On My Grown Man...
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