[Intro: Big Scoob]
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Say somn, do somn, thats the way that I was raised
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But we living in different ways nowadays
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But no matter what you was taught
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Every man must hold his own
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[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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Pac told me, “Reach the block, homies”
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When the thots know me then you get guacamole
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Still gotta watch police even if you got dough these
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Hazas will not scold me, cause I am not Toby
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I am a king, I made my mark on this planet, I am cha-ching
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Thats my Asian name, I get dough from rhymin supreme
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I was poor, now I am a thing, I was low as slime in latrines
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Thats amazin mane, I put the ‘woop on it, a few moments
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Then you gon get a new song with ‘soo-woo on it
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The youth want it in groups to use the loop on this
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A bad man, thats what I am, an odd one
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Never ask me what your broad done
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Ima say to the brethren Wagwan
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Solid as Haile Selassie, so its nobody to stop me
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Plus I got Maudie to watch me, free from the thotties debauchery
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Stay away from feds wires, come fake with us and you gonna get lead fired
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‘Cause we known to say somn, do somn (what?), Red Byers
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[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
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And if I ever started to fall
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Id land with both feet on the ground, makin me ten feet tall
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Looking like, “Wassup now?” Say somn, do somn
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“Wassup now?” Say somn, do somn
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Ah me? Say somn, do somn
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Still OG Say somn, do somn
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[Bridge: Big Scoob]
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If I said it I meant it, this how I live
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Ill die for it, thats how I am
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[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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You cant send a suburban black or white cop who never been to the hood, to the hood
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‘Cause the perception they get from all the killings on the TV aint never good, in the hood
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So its nervous when they give service, no courage can lead to murders
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The squirters make them assertive and the hurt; it cant be refurbished
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When the word is “We deserve it” cause someone alerted
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We flirted with purges, leavin us dead and deserted
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Permanently dirted, inserted in a pine box, Im not dyin shot
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Tryna make my time stop, N9ne got them slimes that mind pop
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And they never do dime drop, born on N9ne block to crime dot
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Then the rhymes locked, where they find bop
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I can still walk on Highland, walk on Wayne, claimin what I ought to claim
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Soft and sensitive simple suckers, they take the walk of shame
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Heads wire, like if they bled, ours, they dead flyers
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Because we say somn, do somn, Red Byers
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[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
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And if I ever started to fall
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Id land with both feet on the ground, makin me ten feet tall
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Looking like, “Wassup now?” Say somn, do somn
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“Wassup now?” Say somn, do somn
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Ah me? Say somn, do somn
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Still OG Say somn, do somn
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[Bridge 2: Big Scoob]
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All I got is my name
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Long as my name is good, Im good
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[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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Feel evil, really though, sinister shit for illy blokes
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Who milly tote for silly folks, bustin til they chilly most
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Kill these broke enemies, finna be until he croaks
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Leavin em wrapped in a drilly coat
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Crossin him with a chin like a billy goat
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We talk this way because we been through so much
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Impossible to have no guts
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Anybody fakin, we say hold up, we got our street and city sewed up
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Thats from all the fightin and bumpin, we found the light in the sunken
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Hole, down is plight and dysfunction, plowed us right into something
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Hours frightin and then funkin but the cowards pryin and punchin
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And the pal is tryin to trump him, now we flyin and bumpin
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Flyin higher than med tryers, we bred sires and they bed lie-ers
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They get nothing and we got everything, Fred Meyer
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I salute the triple OG, Red Byers
