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(Tunji)Ayo I m searchin for the passion that I had when i would first spit |
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Tryna cram my words into the rhymes to make the verse fit |
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Found out that my flow s a gifted curse but its a cursed gift |
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And started to believe em when they said I wasn t worth shit |
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The earth twists and the days go by |
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I've been kinda low lately so I stay so high that I can see the planes |
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Go by, remains so fly |
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And spit legendary lines so my name won t die |
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I m a rhyme scholar, allergic to the drama |
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And all I want is to add a couple commas to my dollars |
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I never really got caught up with the players and the ballers |
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I'd rather be myself and leave my fate up to my karma |
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Cali kush packed snug in a fat blunt |
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Room smoky like a 1920s jazz club |
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So if you need another drink just put you glass up |
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And if you lookin for the illest rhyme you better ask tunji |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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(Nieve)Just like a spy hunter,put up a smoke screen |
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And try to separate myself from those who don t dream |
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The world they don t see,I still believe it |
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So they call me Nieve,but they don t know the meaning |
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I m a diamond in this rough draft. |
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I keep working and rhyming until suns passed |
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I see the sands of time as the blunts ashed off the tray |
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Hide behind some dark shades while I m in the stage |
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They keep grabbin me, so I gotta keep my gravity |
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Spit a couple flows that arose insanity |
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The crowd screams, surprised they found kings |
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Appear like the sun behind the cloud beams |
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Nieve, Young Tunj, and Noah King |
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Just a couple story tellers who set our minds free |
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I m glad that I be on this path I m on |
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All them other emcees aint half as strong |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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…… |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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We on again |
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Back with another one |
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(Noah)…… |
