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Devin the Dude » Some Of 'Em
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	(Devin the Dude:) I'm kind of familiar...with this game And man I can feel ya Some try to get by, I get high Well fuck it I stay blowed Got it burnin' not concerned with what they do to they nose I'm just tryin' to keep mine clean And out the air and beware There's big piles of shit all over the ground, see there Got the pivotal moves, camel walk, pop-lock Even hop-scotch around turds until ya top notch Watch out for cop, for what I ain't afraid of the fuzz I ain't got nothin' on me but a buzz Steady tryin' to cop something From family, friends, and niggas I run with All about havin' fun, shit But it's kind of hard to laugh lookin' at a blood bath Hearin' a loud voice sayin' "Man what happened" Hellish whispers turn into a noise When conversations get twisted and the truth gets lost y'all (Chorus:) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again (Xzibit:) Niggas be so transparent, easy to see through Hit you from the blindside, niggas try to defeat you But the game is far from over In fact it's just the first quarter I feed millions and walk on water All business never personal Listen, I'm irreversible From this life I'm livin' Fuck facin' life in prison Now that's a hard decision Freedom or your respect Hold a gauge to the back of ya neck Reflect hard street principles Damn near invincible Keep it on the rise like an organized criminal This is for the niggas with me movin' in silence California grievance sex, money, and violence Self-made, made to order Tell me blood is thicker than water Takin' turns stickin' dick to ya daughter Just another days work to me Spittin' the truth, the truth gonna set you free Misery loves company (Chorus:) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again (Nas:) Life is so unpredictable, full of surprises I could just die from natural causes, bullets, or virus Cause latex can break quick just fuckin' some fly bitch And AIDS hit my people hard, not many survive it Want to be married with children blunted, happy with millions Laughin' but lately I'm haunted by some of the saddest feelings That remind me, I could easily end up like Shyne did Writin' supportin' our focus and practice wisely They wanna do me like Tyson, Jordan, Oprah, Jackson, and Cosby Black man attacked on camera, faggot police'll ride free So what does Nas see Don't wanna breathe the same air my enemies breathe Hate when they beside me But I just keep em' close, money over hoes Secrets and codes, lead by example Whenever speakin' on dough Creep but be careful In the streets, see niggas'll dare you, taunt you Go to jail is what they want you to do But concentrate (Chorus:) Some of em' love ya Some of em' look up to ya Some ya gotta watch what they tell ya To quick to say hell yeah To shit they'll sell ya To set ya up for failure again.... To set ya up for failure again
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