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I've trampled on that road | That you think you own | You have that smart-ass attitude
I've trampled on that road That you think you own You have that smart-ass attitude It's time to stop the fiction I live it every day While you mind's far away I'm out here putting pride on the line And you case on me with pure respect One chance at one thing Hard time is coming My time, your pain I reign on you You, you think you own I take away Take it with me (I say) You, you think you own I took away Make it my own Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Then so many times you practice in your mirror To be just like me, but you just can't see (You ain't got the balls, son) I fight for love of brother Your friends fight one another You can't see because your head's up your ass And just in cast you think you're bad I crush your rush I rule, you fool "I'm immovable stone in your world of weak" I speak You, you think you own I take away Take it with me (I say) You, you think you own I took away Make it my own Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Most regular people would say it's hard Any streetwise son of a bitch knows Don't fuck with this Don't fuck with this
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