To recognize the genius I am
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You'd have to have one foot on Venus
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To even visit these arenas I'm in
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Now did I say arenas or Serenas?
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I kill shit, Venus, Serenas
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I kill shit, I Gilbert Arenas
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I'm ill with the skill
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If this the shit that I build
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When I'm building a building
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Built with a billion builders
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That's building a building on top of this one
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No feeling is topping this one
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No villain is stopping this one
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That'd be a dark night, won't it?
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While overlooking my city
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Had a Dark Knight moment
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I'm overlooking my city
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Same city that overlooked me
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Now it's back to back tours
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'Cause cities just overbook me
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Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some Jokers that scheme
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'Cause I done blew up something sick like the opening scene
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Not to mention nobody gonna mention you this year
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You just a joker
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I really made the pencil disappear
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I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow
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Bars like a bear trap
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Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head scratch
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I haven't been amateur, ever, never
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Iambic pentameter, clever, better
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Nobody even seems this deep
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I got niggas staying awoke to put my dreams to sleep
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But watch me maneuver
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New maroon drop for my jewel
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I need moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
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Tell these niggas I need my proper spot
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They a bunch of Papa Docs in chocolate drops
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My 16's proper, give me my props or not
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I went Pac at 16 when my pops was shot
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It left my mind out of place
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I guess that why in my rhymes
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I spend time outta space
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So I speak life, rappers talk
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You can't be if a rap god
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If you've never rapped for God
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Gotta be close to him like the woman in the Bible
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Who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
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Bulletin, we full of sin
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If we wait in the water
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The weight of it might pull us in
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Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
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Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
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Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait
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I made a way, all my homies used to weigh, weight
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Brakes, pump your brake brake brake brakes
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My niggas break in and take
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They don't take breaks
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I can't fail, I don't believe in it
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You don't possess humble nor obedience
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Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly
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I remember losing family members
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And wouldn't cry
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Nigga, if you had wooden eyes
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You could see I'm fly
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My future, so why wouldn't I?
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I'm too good, these niggas good and high
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Boyz N The Hood don't rock with you Cuba Gooding guys
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Niggas on that be alike shit
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Guess they copy paste us
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'Cause we the right clique
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Get it? Right click, copy paste
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Life hit a rocky phase
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Ice wrist, Versace shade
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White whip on hockey blades
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Grill like a hockey mask
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Chop it like a hockey stick
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Niggas pocket the pocket cash
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Talking 'bout you popping gas
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Running with them slightly cast
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Same suckers probably be watching you get your pockets tapped
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Fuck all that cocky shit
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Where I'm from they cocking straps
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Think you waving till you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
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But I choose to excel
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Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
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Went from no X to one X to two X, well
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I been nice since my t- shirt was 2XL
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Yeah, that's XX, like two exes ago
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But it's still all love like X's and O's
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'Cause at some point
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We feel we have exes who owe
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You know they made an explanation
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Why they made an accident, oh
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If you think I'm talking 'bout my exes
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Come on, man
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Tell XXL they've got one more chance
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But, man, I lay low
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If I ain't on your list
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Then that bitch don't exist, Manti Te'o
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I'm anti Abro
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That shit they putting up corny
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Tell these niggas they ain't good enough to bore me
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I'm just painting so y'all see the story
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I can't be guarded in rap
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So to God be the glory
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King
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Pound Cake
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King Los |