Always Love You: accordi di
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Intro 1
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Sick flows,
Verse 1
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no I never bit rhymes, never sold flows, I dick crimes, went to the
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BMW for the bobos
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These rap lines are actual facts and even the pastor know,
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the ratchet flow, the casket close, I guess it's go to bed time
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The hood ones make the headlines
The good ones make it to
Harvard
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Afghanistan, they warrin'
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Over
Africa, they starvin'
Justin
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Schwartz, my uncle
Used to always listen to
Marvin,
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Mr.
Gay
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And watch
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J .J.
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Evans, those was the good times
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I'll be on the front line
With tough rhymes and tough nines
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And the streets back me,
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so I keep it street
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And I feed the streets, and it's brunch time
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I can't stop, cause it's brunch time
I can't go back to thuggin' one time
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I won flat broke one time
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And I learned from that,
and I earned my keep
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And I treat the beats just like the street
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Ridin' on the beat, ridin' on the beat
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Feels like I can't live without the beat
I'm out the beat, put a house on it
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Y 'all niggas owe me
housewarming gifts
Muscle
Mackey, so my heart won the gift
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And I'll al ways love you
In the curse, nigga
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Hate or love
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Love or hate
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Another brick
More real estate
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Philadelphia,
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Pennsylvania
Bitch, I'm from the real estate
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And I will always love ya
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Lord and mercy
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I will always love ya
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Lord and mercy
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I will always love ya,
Lord have mercy
Back from burnin' shit,
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Jackie
Turner cursin'
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We run these streets,
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these streets don't run we
And we play for keeps,
grind till we all live comfy
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I'm a rap legend,
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I'm a young king, I'm at
Pimp
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I'm
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Big
Pimp and I will sign the ticket, and before that
I will pump keys,
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bring a whole brick to your door, man
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Then vacate, change the forecast,
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then fly home, make more cash
We go broke, take your cash
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We on the warpath, it resists,
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we gon' squeeze with ease
What's it to rap, you bricks should be happy
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that I bit my frustration on tracks
Instead of just clapping niggas,
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used to rat -tat -tat -tat -tat -tat niggas
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For dinner money, always kept a vest and
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a hammer on me like action figures
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I was
G .I.
Joe -ing, but now I'm flowing,
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I was somewhat timid
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But now I'm eager, I left home early,
told my mama I ain't need her
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But now I realize I need her
because I'm growing
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And I bought her a car an d a
new home to show her that I
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I'll always love you
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That I love her
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Pain of love
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Love or hate
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Another brick
More real estate
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Philadelphia,
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Bitch, I'm from the real estate
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And I will always love you
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Lord and mercy
I will always love you
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Lord and mercy
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I will always love you
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Lord have mercy,
back from burnin' shit, and
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Shaggy turned to cursed
Outro 1
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