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Big on the underground, the point of knocking me down?
Everyone knows I'm already good on the
Most of us stay strong, shit don't really us
I can go on my own making bombs with bands

Have my hard dance, I'ma a man for romance
Streets are making 'em hard, so they little roamers
Jumping to girl, make us meat like burgers
When I get fat I'm pop me out some leaders

Protocol to be a Rocawear
It really drop that way, my legs hit the hurdle
Protocol to be a on a label
It didn't drop that way, my beats were too evil

Now I got a paper for later so I'm stable
Better something, better come, I could get
pops, food drops, store them in my stable
Pop 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off my

Village got on the phone, the street is coming to town
They wanna check my papers, see I carry around
Credentials are boring, I burnt them at the ground
They order me about I'm an from the badlands

Put away for later, so I'm stable
Live in trees, chew on feet, 'Lost' on cable
flu gonna get you, made it in my stable
From the crap you on my crop when they pay you