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the rubberband man
You've never heard a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam

Got that rubber band
Up
You've never heard a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam

Got that rubber band
Up on his toes
a sound
Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam

Oh, this dude is outta sight!
Everything he does seems
Usher Usher, yeah man, true story,
Real G's wit me on this one, ya, ya, ya, ya

[Verse 1]
Wifey home, wedding band I'm a lucky man,
You'd think
No Limit mercenary 
No tellin how bad it get, because the worse will vary 
I heard you make em worry, that this for the loot 
They intimidated by
drink you see me on the hood frontin' with the blue mink stuntin' with the
new link ya like how 
i do's what i do's and i have 'em like Wow!

[Bridge]
concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future

I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,
it 
In the helicopter, warmin before morning 
Def Jam nigga, Redman nigga, Doc 
Fuck ya momma on my sweat band nigga 
You tough guys will get smacked
you

Savage are the man and his band of thieves
So heavy is the head of he that wears the ring
But a lion don’t ever lose sleep when it come
before mornin
Def Jam nigga, Redman nigga
Got - "fuck ya momma" on my sweat band nigga
You tough guys'll get smacked in the club
Come with the gun I
a mission so come equipped 
But not with remote clickin's or clips 
In the nine 
Ya mind 
Is fine 
With me 
Brother 
Ya chickens, you caint rhyme
ass
I go to the club man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans
lose the herb (Stop smokin', oh no!) 
24 half eaten chicken legs (Can't do that!) 
Make you wanna holler, make you beg (Yep) 

you don't understand where
shitty old boozers
We can be grown men, listening to music
Real music. Played with heart by real bands
Not just posers looking like they’re
Giving
ready to kiss my ass
I go to the club, man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast

Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw

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