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from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.

In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
no dummy, that's the s*** I'm sprinklin
The album width to keep the registers ringin

In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke
that's the shit I'm sprinklin'
The album width to keep the registers ringin'
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London,
(Southside)
Do it for my moms and my family, I was more than football signed
Singing 'bout four, three years, what was it for? Only now I know why

Don't
off
And put my soul in this shit like I'm Diana Ross
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I
Tell you Joey Purp was finna get the whole city high
Chorus:
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like crack
the streets
I got that permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda named this album hurr "Licensed to Kill"
Ahhh - yes my life chilly chill
Mansion in Miami, other
crackers
The fact that I finally came up is miraculous
Twenty years later my name is becoming established
My album is on the rack at Best Buy
I was
]
Check it
I first studied my kung fu in the Brakalak
In the center of ( ? )
This had to be about ten years back
Before I ever even heard of a 24
like Diana Ross 
From me G Rap, yo, truly yours 

(Hey yo, finish dissing that girl, man) 
Yo, do me a favor, and pick up a pen and pad 
And try
your bandana looking like Diana Ross
From me G Rap, yo, truly yours

(Hey yo, finish dissing that girl, man)

Yo, do me a favor, and pick up a pen
the streets
I got that permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda named this album hurr "Licensed to Kill"
Ahhh - yes my life chilly chill
Mansion in Miami, other
not mingling much
Running my mouth, that shit kept lingering
But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringing
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
Walk past MCs like that girl did
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
it eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
Cause my mother let me do what I want
She wasn't careless,
life only gives back wha you can sell
And this message is colored by aspairity
So out of lessons these streets want to marry me
And its on...

Chorus:
]
Check it
I first studied my kung fu in the Brakalak
In the center of ( ? )
This had to be about ten years back
Before I ever even heard of a 24
wake up and decide to comprise the new shit
It's not some watered down version of what my favorite crews did
Puff the magic komodo bitch
Rappers
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my peoples, Negros and Latinos
And even the gringos

Yo, check it one for
[Mos Def]
Booka-booka-booka-booka-booka-booka
Ha hah
You know the deal
It's just me yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my peoples, negroes
like Ross (Ugh)
550 Benz four doors
Praying for my niggas, they lost
Dyin' on things, they wolves
Ridin' on a gang that floss
Multiplyin by the gang
tell you how I feel in case my life comes to an end
But I'm still here for you, real for you
I think that I would pack the steel for you, kill for you
The album width to keep the registers ringing
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England
Yeah, you jingling baby
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