[Cam'ron]
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Okay, Dipset, Lets do it y'all
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[Hook: Jahiem]
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Now lord you know... just how hard i try,
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to live my life, and get it rights
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trying to see some light, or even better..
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way over way a new day, someday
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yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow
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it gets better I know, Tell you, I know
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[Cam'ron]
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With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
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Percuset, Demorel, capsules of paxil
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cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you
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bitches might burn you, they runnin' with that clap too
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but the monster made it, do it for those incarcerated
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who had it confiscated, hate it
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when they take powder, up-state he take showers
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baby mom on greyhound for eight hours
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see her man face to face through a glass
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on the phone, ten years he got chasin' that cash
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and he had the game in a smash
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fell like the towers when the planes went on crash
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it wasn't 9/11, but it was 9-1-1
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gave him 9 plus 1, dropped a dime on dun
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i told him get his nine and run
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turned himself in i had to find that dumb, that's too long.
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[Hook: Jaheim]
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[Cam'ron]
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Aye yo them niggas from the 3-2, said I can't breeze through
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The fourty if I cop bottles, we can't believe you
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Me who? please boo, landin' in that G2
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Same color as beef stew, favorite letters: GQ
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That's me, true. peach blue, hebrew
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Lawyer on my side keep me out of jail the fee stoop, steep whoo
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But it might lead to, that R2-D2, the mobsters creep through
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We da new PE, shittin PU
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To da hood y'all don't need me, I need you
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Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain
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Always a snitch in the game, what you want, prison or fame?
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Neither one dun, long as my digits are sane
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He lookin' frigid, dig it make sure them digits get changed (why?)
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Cause I can't be in hell's cell, shout out to Mell' Mel
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Cash and hell rell, Zeke doin' three, he even fell, hell
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He comin home a '07 and 12 cells (I got em')
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Cause you musta known, i can't trust the phones
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For the dough you'll be like d'oh, stuck at home
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(Hook: Jaheim)
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[Cam'ron]
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Nowadays dog they raid up in the ballparks
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Blaze 'em when they cross sharks
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We raiders of da lost ark
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I'm like a ballplayer, shake up and cross narcs
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They get mad when I lay up in the Porsche Box
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More props, R.I.P. my poor pops
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Can't see his son shine like the Four Tops
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My antennas will block the scanners (what else?)
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I got blammaz you'll drop ya hammers
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Lawyers to watch lawyers, Cameras to watch cameras
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Niggas to watch bitches, Nana to watch grandma
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In pajamas I snuck out to watch santa
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Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana
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[Hook til ending]
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Lord You Know
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