| Ready in life
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| Ready or debate a boo
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| Gave me the life
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| Hating is ok to do
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| Shaky polite
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| Palatis in the panties
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| The can’t shake, mistakes we programmy
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| Def Jammy
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| Def Jam was in my family
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| I brought you, I touch you
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| I’m playing in the planet
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| Damn I’m a planet in the planty
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| How we destroy the planet
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| When we didn’t plant things
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| It’s skill to strive with confidence
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| How I pros and pros into, demons and dead
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| No, we didn’t plan things
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| And when you ask me Imma tell you it’s a bad thing
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| When we use to give a fuck it was a rap then
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| And now it’s like DGAF after mad things
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| And baby all we seeing now is clan games
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| But we can’t even see out of our damn shades
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| Cause they get darker than thoughts from our grand brains
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| Just smarter than the art of our own names
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| Rose from my own brain
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| Confusions left to your soul
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| Will eventually get tired and old
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| You need to reach out, to know
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| Or stay in the stand still
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| Waiting to be sold, your future
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| Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
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| Waiting to be sold, waiting to be sold
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| Waiting to be sold, your future
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| Waiting to be sold, the planty
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| Waiting to be sold, tell you, I’mma tell you
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| Waiting to be sold, mad things
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| Waiting to be sold, your future
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| Waiting to be sold, heart
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| Waiting to be sold, your future |