It ain't a thang in this world thats gonna knock me off my feet
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As I unleash total chaos into the streets
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For I observe these dirty words whispering' through your mouth
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So I now I take it you the big dog about the south
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Oh really now, though whose to say that we won't never make it
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Or even get the chance to tell the world just how we made it
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Cause know that we gonna keep it crunk, no matter what
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Now who the fuck, just al nut, it's a must for you to get crushed
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So don't rush to get dat' change
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You'd besta wake on up and take a look inside this frame
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For everything ain't everything when times are gettin' rough
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To pressure is your conscience in this game you callin' bluff
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Now nigga what, yeah
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Oh, a lot of hatin' went on doing this thang here
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Folks just swore we wasn't finna' put it down for the A-town
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You know what I'm saying? I ain't gotta call no names
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Cause you know who you are
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You know what I'm sayin'
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All I got to say to all of y'all is...
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You can't keep nobody from the Attic down
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Know what I'm sayin', and thats on the floor
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Yea, it's me, remember me from back in the day
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The same ol' nigga you thought wouldn't get paid
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Look at me now nigga, shit done changed
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Ain't no mo' gettin' wet in the rain
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Hennessey and dank to kill all my pain
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Sho' nuff' you can hear, but you can't feel me man
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And it's a damn shame, we go through what we do
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Playa hatin' while I'm chillin' on the avenue
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Can't hold no nigga down from the Attic Crew
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Thats for trill on the blow, straight from me to you
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Better listen up now, cause ain't no tellin' whats next
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The dem' between real and the ones that flex
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All in your face grinnin' when you cash that check
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But when they get down and dirty it's like "fuck dat' bitch"
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Ass nigga, so how you figga' I was wrong
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Got a baby, and a crib to keep clothes on
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Long time ago, way before the grind
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Trouble had become a friend of mine
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You off up in my head, its just a matter of time
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Before I rip shit apart and let Sean Paul shine
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Like dem' folks open face off in yo' grill
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I ain't tryin' to be greedy, I'm just tryin' to live
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Now that the picture clear, and you know what I mean
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Being broke all again slick it's just a dream
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Just A Dream
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