Tom: A major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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This is like a rocket,
This many condominiums in your pocket
Uh, you never smoked
this much weed before
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Where else can these niggas go
Don't know tomorrow,
I want some coochie that
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I'm the one that holidayed ya
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ATL, land where we par- laya
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No nigga jealous with his gat wanna clown
It's enough females in the streets to go round two,
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At lanta, the doctor's home
Always somebody hoggin
the payphone
Say homes, where your daughter
She'll tell ya I'm pure
like Artesian water
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Feed me a quarter like a jukebox
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I sell rhymes like rocks,
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the police oughta stop checkin
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The Lord gave me a blessing
Long as rocks I sees with you
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Think the Lord pleased with you
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Uh, you think he kissed you
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You think he kissed you
Or he dissed you
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Poetry deep in the team Y'all done
Verse 2
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stepped on we,
the green green
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Yeah, Poetry deep in the team
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Y'all done stepped on we,
the green green
Bust it
Verse 3
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Suits of brutality patrol sectors
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Day care centers ran by vestors
Drunk drivers behind the steering
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wheel of liquor trucks
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New comers think they
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won the diversion on pure luck
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one drop can start a frenzy
Feeding off of your ignorance of
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the law consider no excuse
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We here by being careful, vigilence
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pants with blood
Just ask for the special
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Crackers crave samples
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Strands of hair and semen
Blue lights in the basements
Having conversations with voices
between four by fours
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Rack 'em up, I'll bust your head
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Stay playing the role of executioner,
Now he don't wanna die for
arranging his wife's murder
Equal opportunity,
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designated bullets don't discriminate
Y'all done stepped on
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we, the green green
One deep in this team
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Y'all done stepped on we, the green green
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(Poetry runs deep in this team)
Verse 4
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Poetry deep in the team Y'all done
stepped on we,
the green green
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Yeah, Poetry deep in the team
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Y'all done stepped on we,
the green green
Bust it
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Belligerent thoughts of militant ways
Verse 5
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Camou
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flaged in the brush, love or lust
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Which can we trust hidden in the cuts
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Terr- i- ble they bounce
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Yeah, after the big flood of truth
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Caught in your own evidence
Now you hesitant to believe me
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You back to hangin with Parks
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That's what you called her
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know that's what you want
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If I felt like everything was good
Maybe then I could knock on wood
To protect the good
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That surrounds my innermost
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Until my thoughts were caught unguarded
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As hard as it is to be perfect I try
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And I still flaw listening to the next guy
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That knew more and saw it before I did
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Came up big, to dig an early grave
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Get locked up, and turn a
slave for the rhythm
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We rap, still get slapped by the system
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Verse 6
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Poetry deep in the team
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Y'all done stepped on we,
the green green
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Yeah, ooetry deep in the team
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Y'all done stepped on we,
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