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When I run for the mic Tell them boys they better run for they life No suit no tie Tracksuit Gino in a fresh pair of Nike's Tell these Motherfuckers where we come from Birthplace, of the drum So move son of a bitch it's the mother city sun It's the monkey man again Who put this pistol in my hand We got Gino, Scott and Juju All up in your residence I got sunshine in my pocket I dont neeed no fancy pants Feel like Simba when Mufasa told him he would be the man Now my Speak is in demand they wanna do my boogie dance Ndati Ha ha ha hameno chimbo rega ma demands ' Got my papa watching me he talk to god about my friends they say that It aint safe outside I double up my potion We dont play outside I double up my motion No psych ward Going mental Great penmanship With no pencil Going mansa musa on these instrumentals No sweat it's just what i was meant to do Juju, Juju Im just getting started what about you It aint safe For your crew Headshots, we came to bust moves Couldn't catch me not giving my all Stepped in the booth shot Scott no brawl Foot on the trigger told Tino lets hit it Gino bought his cup, so the team gonna fill it With that pride Immigrants run, but we never gon hide Way to go, now give me my credit No projecting just where we're headed Fundamental steps I'm indebted Mama said get it so imma go get it From Iraq to Zim to SA Tell them motherfuckers we don't play ha It aint safe outside I double up my potion We dont play outside I double up my motion Oh no It aint safe outside It aint safe outside No more Its not safe outside Its not safe outside No more We outside What about you Gino, Tino, Juju What up Zee Who shot Scott I said it was me i said it was me
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