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Erick the Architect
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Yeah, yeah There's some things I can't help learnin' At times, man, it make me feel selfish (Selfish) At times, man, it make me real nervous (Nervous) But that make me a real person (Person) Anything sus', I'm allergic (Allergic) I grew up in the hood, I deserve it (Deserve it) Pay me for my name, tryna maintain What a shame when the day ain't perfect I'm a slave on the modern ship NBA, NFL, not on politics Got bored on 'em, got awards on 'em Nowadays, they're treatin' music like tourism What is pop, what is not? (What is not?) What is different when you're not? (When you're not) Still, I'm grippin' on the knot (On the knot) Paranoid when I'm countin' every dollar 'Cause tomorrow ain't promised when you're black Should I say anybody goin' through it like I did, skin color hybrid One false move sendin' bullets through your cartilage Twelve circle block with the steel round where I live Buddy get in line for the slop Gotta figure out to add time to the clock Tick-tick-tock, t-t-tick-tick-tock Load the MAC, brrt back when this sh*t finna drop, huh
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