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Celebrate me while I’m here, embrace me while I’m here, don’t wait till I’m gone to shed tears/or tap bottles, crack Dutches, spill out guts and pour out beers, I need that love/the world is so miserable, I need my drugs, my man got locked, I need that plug, give the connect up/XXL couldn’t predict I was the next up, in Brooklyn we aim for the neck up/feel me, “Holla If You Hear Me” Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., keep it G till’ they kill me/Niccolo Machiavelli left his prints on a young street nigga, now I’m shining like The Prince/regal is my demeanor, fuck a misdemeanor, my theme to Damascus, road to Medina/Lord, show a nigga something, it’s written in the stars and the signs show you coming/but until then, I teach and instill values on children, show these little boys how to be real men, guns conceal them, differentiate associates from real friends/cuz, people get fake, don’t fret just learn from your
mistakes, life’s Too Short like dawg from the Bay, if it’s money to be made, then it’s money I’mma make/the rules of a boss, taking no shorts, taking no loss, Renaissance!
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