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a along way from blastin, techs on blocks Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin acres From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough Dimes, givin fellatio, siete zeros
All the champs and the heroes They got a price to pay They go from sixty to zero In the split of a hair They see the face in the window They feel a shadow
vest (yo) [Verse: Tech N9ne] I'm gonna hit a bitch from the back nigga Quick ta get stacks Spittin' facts from the track Black maniac Opposite of
I heard opposites attract So you're stuck with me I'm like Jack Kerouac, on the road for weeks But when I come home you'll be there for me right? Without
vest (yo) (Verse) (Tech N9ne) I'm gonna hit a bitch from the back nigga Quick ta get stacks Spittin' facts from the track Black maniac Opposite
, while sound man turn the bass up You wearin' makeup, your skirt is short, sippin' a quart You think you're hardcore? You're opposite, rappin' softcore Kickin' metaphor with zeroes
But a lot of y'all ain't doing nothing y'all just dream too much And all of y'all niggas ain't coming up to nuttin' but a big old zero And in case you
u think We'd be good I'll never call ur cell Make u hurt like hell Not really care about what u do Piss u off so bad Get u really mad I hear opposites
to Ali Ba Ba the punany, papa's machete Hope ya ready, but if you're not, guard ya knot Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the same spot Still
a along way from blastin', techs on blocks Went from Seiko to Rolex, ownin' acres From the projects with no chips, to large cake dough Dimes, givin' fellatio, siete zeros
I heard opposites attract so you're stuck with me I'm like Jack Kerouac on the road for weeks But when I come home you'll be there for me, right? Without
Seeds are planted Seeds of misanthropy Seeds are planted Seeds of hatred Mission shall continue Goal shall grow Possessed minds Of zero tolerance Deep
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targeting the victim with bullets and blame Providing a wall of defense for dictators and tyrants Shielding them from accountability, concern and complaints Showing zero
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