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i'm walkin down the block, headphones on, i rock
in my own zone, blown, dred no locs, i roam
far away from home but my head won't stop
thinkin of ways to make the metro hot, nationals fitted i rock
for yall i'm rippin it, any religion, Christian to ocks
for blocks i visited, did business in, or twisted the bops
from cement to the swamp, where frogs ribbet and hop
and bammas shootin glocks but ain't no ball fittin to drop
it ain't a game, we ain't your normal citizens, nah
we superior like michigans top
and we, remain the same, whether dry, night, day or rain
got a flow that make you wanna take the Lords name in vain
i'm dope, haze, ex, meth, boat, h and caine
i'm a star in the crowd like lakers games
layin low, i'm walkin dodgin streetlights but i ain't shady though
i just wanna live, i'm tryina see what my age could hold
i've come a long way from blowin baby dro, wit sam and jd jo
on the porch in uptown, they made the flow
into what i bust now, experience was wild
rollin down my window, see thick smoke, them bud clouds
and we had the rhymes, you ain't seein us, nah
leave rappers leakin like julian assange, step to me and your gone
leave em blown away like they sunk they teeth in a bomb
flowin till the day a beach is my lawn, kick my feet up
roll a jay, grab a corona and sip it
then pour it out for competition, start reminiscin
on all beginners who entered and went to rest from living
conscious but my head is trippin contemplating metaphysics
i'm a scholar, insane philosopher
married to juwanna, and his strain's andromeda
kill, act like i ain't got it for real
i'm whats poppin, hip hops oxycontin pill, you can't knock the skills
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