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Student of the Game

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I feel like something special bout to happen Queens nigga but the meetings be up in Manhattan Move the packs fast, hoops ain't full crick We up to cook another one, bullshit We should have the hood Olympics, a cook off Let's see which coke is terrific and who is gifted With the coffee pot, biggest hold the cookie jar Let us separate the hustlers from the rookies y'all I knew enough Spanish not to get jerked when I want work Plus plus, plus I let my gun off, beserk Got my cousins in the pink houses, never had job niggas They was into murdering, kidnaps and rob niggas I was to rhyme as a hobby in my closet lobby Fuckin' up ounces, take it back to quarters then Ho sales with Sa Kimble, even show I water min Fast forward, got locked for a shooting Hits whop it, back when like kings first recruitin' Locked in the zone, mind separate - guidance counselor, I went to school with a weapon, not for protection Just to show it off, but I'm gon really use it The power of the gun, it gave me strength, I would abuse it I never ever ever thought I'd make it out in music Started writing rhymes harder, and to vision the youth Locked up, readin' Daniel Gorren's books Expanding my imagination, I got created with the bendo Started writing rhymes loud the streets, stand a symbol My persona identified Hood pride, logical, wrote about the blocks, streets and the obstacles


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