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Intro 1
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Verse 1
I take a L to the head
Reminisce over words
that was once said
By my man, God rest his soul,
I was told stand bold
When under pressure, don't fold
To my brother, my nigga Rambo,
you know we love ya
I wish you was around,
to see us rip through the underground
Smif- N- Wessun dedicate this to my man Sean Grady,
the R
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One love baby pa
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and visualize as I kick it
A hollow point slug comin out
a black biscuit
You inches from death,
we round to the corner, comin quick
We meth'd out our minds and just
Goddamn it,
gun shots we bust from the clip
Wicked bad boy,
Cuz we ain't got love for none
Chief the black bar,
hard to do a ride- by
You're too leary to live,
All these MC's wit your fancy
names and gang
I know from the heart,
Big up to all the real heads,
wit the knuckle game
Rest in peace to all my niggas that was murdered and
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slain
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Verse 3
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(recognize)
Smif- N- Wessun on the rise
(you better recognize)
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Who listen to that voice in ya head
The heads that represent
around the way
Showin and provin,
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keepin it movin till they break day
Realize what's before ya eyes
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Then see if you see the same real as we
When I say Smif- N- Wessun, this
is what I mean
Nothin alive or in dreams
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Doing crimes wit decepticons, up inside
of the times
Helped we at times,
to keep our minds organized
So our knees don't bend, for the enemy
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the heart of where
it all started
Bucktown, Boot Camp representin
for all the dearly departed
Next, we comin to speak to the real MC's
Smif- N- Wessun holds the remedy
Runnin wit the Boot Camp on
the search for the enemy
And if he happens to be amongst we
Fuck this, we bring him to court
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True to the game and the
love makes us strong
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For everyday trials and tribulations
You try to stop us, get rocked by a nation
See my forefront of soldiers,
ready to blow ya
Leave ya back broke and
You kill a man dead if him
when you out wit ya peeps
Bumpin on the beat,
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Pigs, harass that ass for the
keep the gun stashed
cess ease the stress
Takin gun shots through the nose,
to the chest
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Bless the sensee, that get me irie
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Verse 6
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(talking)
Reminisce over words that
was once said
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By my man, God rest his soul,
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To my brother, my nigga Rambo,
you know we love ya
to see us rip through the underground
Outro 1
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