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Let's get into it. We back baby. It's Loaded. Mean [Verse 1] Damn it what I do it for, peep the pale horse Unicorns watching music form This why they assume I'm born, but sue me wrong I'm proving strong, soldier radio, ready your uniform Who were some Blood sport where the drugs costs and the loves lost Born young poor I learned what for now I want more Me one law were never room for one more I hit yo front door and go straight for the junk drawer You know me homes, out them projects You know them homes hold his own And waiting on niggas to throw a bone Heart cold, born without a soul I go alone Smart phones, dumb niggas way out the call zone My art known, mix tapes, been a big wait Watch as I'm fittin to come down on em like Star Jones Growing up with a false education Back together with truth, off a long separation Storm breaking, bet I make it with strong dedication Niggas need less talking and more preparation Second racing my banner rising and the panic rising I'm advanced science they standarized and they stand divided And can't deny they can't provided it, I amplify it I've been analyzing why niggas were there to die But I'm here, say we're here Beloved [Hook] What they say about em? I ain't too crazy bout em I heard they say he bout it You niggas baby bottom baby A train game, the people know the story Lux the neighbor, love it when they call me What they say about em? I ain't too crazy bout em I heard they say he bought it You niggers baby bottom baby [Verse 2] I do this for the late Marcus Garvey Pardon me y'all, the great Marcus Garvey Fans still think I'm crazy with it, Gnarls Barkley Your shit used to bump hard, Charles Barkley Cough blood beefin to music We start armies, make movies I play both sets, Rob Zombie Tryna live it up before I make it to God's party Maybe your Benz all white joint, Bob Marley Order's back in assorted raps; let's restore the facts Life's plan is to test a man in his moral acts I bought a map, put the cameras on my recorded match Every choice is tracked and I answer all the reporter's acts With caught anthems they all chanting 'em, I'm gon' amp 'em The real me on a lost planet, they walk stranded Good men watch'em fall random for small ransom The ghetto need is less scramblers and more Panthers We here, I said we here baby [Hook] [Verse 3] I drop the finest of diamonds you find hiding And my kill time and my meal diets are still dying How you take a man's will and hide it, it's a skilled science It's ill minded -- he nice on the track, it just feel violent They on; Lord I wanna spend every day home But I hustle my way on This the struggle to stay on Told my man stay strong, why he live every day wrong? Wanting nothing to pray for Where's the justice for Trayvon? Caught up but can't win in the courts, it's double edge sworded With some support fought in a war you never could afford Report the revolution, televise the recordings Young cats, they ain't buying my gun back -- I just bought it Back at the office, communication distorted Truth and the whole story I do it for home glory Losers could go corny Me on top of the hill Cause everything digital don't mean stop keeping it real Can you feel me? I said we here, motherfucker [Hook]
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