| Yo out the gate I came to let you know we on to sometin' new
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| Sick o' all the same, out of touch, ain’t got a clue
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| I could always out-rap 'em, what’s the point, yo? |
| What’s the move?
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| What’s the movement? |
| Bigger picture, I’m just tryna to set the mood
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| Yeah, candle flicker, little liquor
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| Couple swishes in my system
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| Tryin' to understand our mission
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| Trying to soak up all that wisdom
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| And miss all the pollution
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| Sometimes they look the same and it can start to be confusing
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| Dude, the brain buzzin'
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| Admitted that I know nothin'
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| But that’s the start of somethin'
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| You don’t get a chance to punch it
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| Someone said, don’t, don’t, no point
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| Like, can’t close out, I hope I made my point
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| Put a price up on my head I got a hit-up on my hands
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| I been around the block, in and out o' hella jams
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| So judge me if you feel that way, it’s cool, I understand
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| I ain’t offended if you give up for me, I ain’t even mad, ah!
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| The one they call improbable
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| Holla at me, verbal assault
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| I got the head nod shit that make you break your neck
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| Trust me, I’m as live as it gets
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| The one they call improbable
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| Holla at me, verbal assault
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| I got the head nod shit that make you break your neck
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| Trust me, I’m as live as it gets
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| What does it mean to make it? |
| I meditate on a basis
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| Say that I’m underrated, my only concern creatin'
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| The way he sits a baby, that’s just how my mama raised me
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| Put my records on your system, only way you gonna play me
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| Yo how much is a verse worth?
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| You’re what your word’s worth
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| If you’re a wordsmith like Wordsworth
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| I learned to make the curve first
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| Ahead of my time, on to my prime, man you sounding like the worst thirst
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| Yeah, it’s Probmatik part two
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| Tat flow, one in a million flow, this one for the crew
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| Crew, they be on their expectations doin' what they do
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| Will you miss me or forgive me when I make the move?
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| Whole world in the palm of my hand
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| See that beauty from above, so much love for the land
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| Feel like the man, shouts to fam, 'bout to shed 'em some light
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| Yo this is just the introduction to the rest of your life, it’s like
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| The one they call improbable
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| Holla at me, verbal assault
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| I got the head nod shit that make you break your neck
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| Trust me, I’m as live as it gets
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| The one they call improbable
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| Holla at me, verbal assault
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| I got the head nod shit that make you break your neck
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| Trust me, I’m as live as it gets |