[Murs]
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I'm a, hood legend, you should feel threatened
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Front I'ma show you what's good in a second
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The best in the business, I mean what is it?
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The dopest MC to walk talk it and live it
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A wide bright screen with a blockbuster signature
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Every new line I speak should be in cinemas
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Champion sound, I win with words
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Like you finally talked your girl into sleepin with a friend of hers
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Oh yeah, I'm off on a good one
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Momma's so proud of what her boy from the hood done
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Got off the meat and I got my mind right, I
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Got out these streets I got my grind like I
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Got on these beats I gotta come tight it's
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Gotta be me, it's gotta be 9th
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Your boy dropped some stuff and it was probably nice
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But they need a little help, and a lot of advice
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Quit while you're ahead, you ain't seein no bread and
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Don't sleep on us, you can sleep when you're dead
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And grateful, you didn't live life hateful
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Change for the better like the weather in April
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Food for the soul, go ahead and grab a plateful
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A heart full of hate, is a waste and disgraceful
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Uhhhh, don't ingest, turn your stomach
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When a brother only wanna see another brother plummet
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Come wit'cha best and you can lose like the rest
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Straight shots when I shoot how we do on the West
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Yeah!
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[Murs]
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You know who we might be, man myth or MC
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But Murs sums it up best now, wouldn't you agree?
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I, stuck to the plate like it's And1 and straight
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Sew the mic around your neck and then bounce it off your face
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With grace, the ace in the hole, replacin the old
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Cause the new generation got a taste for some soul
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Hold on to opinions 'til I tell you to have one
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That mic wasn't hot until the spot 'til I grabbed one
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Off the stand now it's off the hook
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And when the beat is this nuts, then I'm off the books
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Meaning, off the head, freestylin makin bread
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And I shoulda been in a movie but I made my own instead
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Still pioneering with this independent hustle
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And your mic cord is much too short for you to tussle
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For the man that pro like 40-Water, poured in rememberance
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Of every hood soldier that died in ghetto tenements
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Innocent 'til proven guilty
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Should I die don't look for the dude that killed me
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Look for a brighter tomorrow, and in spite of the sorrow
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Live every moment to the fullest so your life isn't hollow
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And you can holla out my name from the top of the game
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And since you passed homey I promise I'll do the same
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For if a soul is avenged through the deeds of a friend
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Then success has always been the best form of revenge
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THE END
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Murray's Revenge
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Murs |