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My words, you learn
You're on a new level
Your skin on my skin
That's all the I'm asking for
Sad face in a way
What so more confusing
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Got tools on the block, you ain't gotta go Wickes
If it put 6 in the spins, I just might have to bang up at 6
That 4 was again I'm trapped
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[Headie One:]
All I talk is numbers
Skip to 10 and then I just went to the 9 and 8
I'm still beating intents on intents
I just sip my beverage
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Got tools on the block, you ain't gotta go Wickes
If it put 6 in the spins, I just might have to bang up at 6
That 4 was again I'm trapped
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They saw me flat on my back
But they were the first ones to laugh
Them man were too fast
Whether you hate me or love me
Same shit we doing today, the same shit we did yesterday
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Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But you see it's not me
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[Napoleon (Benzino)]
Don't worry soulja (Made Men, Outlawz)
Yo, pain ain't nuthin but a part of the game
They got us real fucked up
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[Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
I keep pimpin to get in a bitch panties
I keeps spittin the critics can not compare me
They put it simple I am Mr. Miami
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Late at night, call me on the phone
When I'm all alone and you whisper words of sweetness
Tried to fight, getting in the zone
Gotta stay at home, but since you know my weakness
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It breaks my heart 'cause I know you're the one for me
Don't you feel sad there never was a story
Obviously it never be

You will never know
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