| Mar’s been in Harlem since he was born
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| Trendsetting mad lettuce and I take credit for nothing
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| Up bumping I’m pumping like Reebok
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| And I ain’t talking slang
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| Cause pork might pick up and try to get change
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| Small uniforms like collars
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| And I dont rock rugbys
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| I wore everything I sold from cook up to gold
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| Went to bookings to rykers brand new om
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| And came out so that
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| Just to cop two bogeys and blow wet
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| I’m an old jet
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| With new engines
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| My exhaust is tobacco coming out the pores of my academics
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| And I’m still trying to grow
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| You stood by my side
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| I was stripped of all my pride
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| You were always there for me
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| I never knew what love could be
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| I’m like whose one of the most beautiful artists?
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| And it must be Alicia Keys
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| And I ain’t talking her physical features but the way she sings
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| And also who got soul?
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| Mary J. Blige and Keyshia Coles
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| They so beautiful it makes me say «wow»
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| They got style
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| Makes me wanna cop a pair of crocodiles
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| They so beautiful like my moms, sisters, and cousins
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| To see them makes me smile
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| Reminds me of my grandmama
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| They so great and beautiful it reminds me of heaven
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| Everytime I see them smile
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| Cause I’ll do anything for my g’s
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| For real
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| I want to be better than I’ve been
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| Please forgive me for all my sins
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| I wish I could take back everything
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| My eyes are open now I see
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| My g’s remind me of a Gil Scott song and that makes me feel so good
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| Makes me wanna travel the hood
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| Twisting the wood
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| Listening to r&b songs
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| Makes me wanna cry like mario
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| But I hold tears for years I lost ones
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| All my cousins that lost aunts
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| Know heavens the most beautiful place
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| Or maybe reincarnation of dead heaven for such a beautiful face
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| Always your smile I’ll see
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| For real
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| Cause I’ll do anything for my g’s
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| For real
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| They so beautiful to me
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| For them I’ll kill
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| For real
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| They got style and that’s soul
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| For them I’ll blow
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| Cause I’ll do anything for my g’s
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| Cause I’ll do anything for my g’s
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| I want to be better than nothing
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| Please forgive me for all my sins
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| I wish I could take back everything
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| My eyes are open now I see |