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Codeine\n[01:09.91] I ain't judgin', enjoy your life\n[01:12.39] But that shit is killin' people and it's overpriced\n[01:14.71] Hit the club, get the bag\n[01:16.56] Man, I know that's right\n[01:17.36] But let me teach you youngbloods how to hold the mic, I'm older, right?\n[01:21.06] Never had a poltergeist and still slap a rapper like a white Dolemite, ah\n[01:26.07] \n[01:47.55] I black out, stage dive right into the crowd\n[01:49.58] I never tap out, and I ain't workin' for a fucking suit, so don't ask now\n[01:52.93] That's why I always speak my mind and never back down\n[01:56.33] Since Pac was behind Shock, up in the background\n[01:58.53] Shh, shh, shh, watch the cops\n[02:00.38] Started to rap because I cannot pop and lock\n[02:03.04] Went from sellin' Nicks in a knot in my sock\n[02:06.00] To sellin' out arenas where the Knicks throw up shots\n[02:08.63] Goddamn, that's a hell of a come up\n[02:11.03] European festival money, that's a hell of a summer\n[02:13.98] I remember 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