[Intro:]
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The autobots are a highly advanced form of robots I don't really know if they're from the past, or the future, but they can think and have real feelings.
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It's my song!
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You all gonna learn the day
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I'm about show y'all what I've learned from Jay
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And I, I remember them say
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The shit is all game, just gotta learn to play.
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What up? Trick motherfuckers until you earn the pay
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'these suckers until you turn your way
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Sorry Jay, I wasn't good at pretending!
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And If a nigga need help, then he wasn't my friend then
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And I wasn't checking and .. cause I feel defended
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Trying to fix it, but I just couldn't mend it
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And you know how these sucker niggas act, though
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Whispering behind your back, now you're black bawled
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Can't be too real, too many fact, y'all
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Now it's me against the world, is what you ask for?
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Y'all gonna learn today, aha
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I'm gonna give them hell, you all gonna learn to pray
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A bunch of soft dudes with no vertebra
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Go ahead and play, I let them burn the spray!
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Uh, I'm so tired of lying
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Niggas selling all these dreams and you're buying
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Never gonna fool me, dwag, so stop trying (never!)
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All the kids and all these birds not flying.
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I'm defying the myth, trying to spit the truth
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To prove the' is still buying the shit
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I'm providing 'em with actual fact reality
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Wanna'cast, the action read reality
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I give you all these tricks and totality
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Toads get tagged in the streets, over salary!
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And you're talking about the Trinity James,
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Yeah, I said it, Trinity Lame!
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Trinidad fame is example of what's wrong with the game!
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It's a God damn shame!
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This lame was the' these Porsche monkey is the symbols
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We don't care, as long as he drive Lambos
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Sport girl, and we ain't'
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I guess these' doctor King in the'
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Fuck it in Rome, you do it like the Romans
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Now I think like Sylvia Rhone and Leo Cohen.
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It's all buffoonery, yeah, we all know it
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But whatever you gotta do to bring the dough in.
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Real talk! I rather sell coke to dope folks
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To poison babies and kids, they don't know, yeah!
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Anybody high, more rules are so low
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Damn lil.. but they're screaming out your love (your love, your love)
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Now the hoes get glorified
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Women with morals and pride get disqualified
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Should I not even try to be authentic
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Just embellish and lie to get dollar signs.
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There's just not how God built me
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If being realer is a crime, then I'm guilty!
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All they gonna say is, you're broke, you gonna kill me,
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Nigga, when you got respect, you're rich, so I'm filthy!
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Open Letter
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| Mysonne |
