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[Intro]
Uh, yo.. A thug changes, and love changes And best friends become strangers A thug changes, and love changes Yo, uh.. [Verse 1] Can it be, that I stayed away for too long? Did I leave your mind when I was gone? Baby ain`t no need to pretend I ain`t actin` live I`m like a young ass Michael from the Jackson Five HEE HEE! But you don`t feel me The industry for years been tryin` to kill me Me, and my niggaz stay in the cracks like roaches Always runnin` from the raids when the cops approach us Man my style is just too ferocious Been spittin` potent dope for years, that`s why I overdoses Now I`m gonna tell you how it all began Before Eminem, before all of them I`ma tell you how they tried to play me How my city betrayed me, made me fuckin` go crazy Made me carry the AK in the back with my bay-bays Yeah.. [Hook] This world`s so cold, I`ma let you know You can`t get away with tryin` to steal my flow [Verse 2] In `88, I set up shop before Detroit had shock Kid Rock never rode a bike down my block Remember Homie The Clown? And that`s about the time ICP put it down Detroit`s most wanted, K-Ice and Maistro and Smiley I was at the Disk, spendin` bank with Gregg Riley Even though we was movin` units every day Still gots no love or radio play Maybe because I won`t pay payola Known in the streets for movin` yoca cola Me and my brother, tryin` to get up out the ghetto Take care of my mother, cause I love her It was no Hip-Hop Shops or freestyle battles Only a city full of snakes that rattle Remember, sugar is sugar and salt is salt If they didn`t sell records, it`s not my fault I used to watch the scene with Natt Morris I dedicate this to Detroit, now I`ma sing the chorus [Chorus] So high, you can`t get over it So high, you can`t get over it So low, that`s why I`m holding it So low, that`s why I`m holding it [Verse 3] Boss up, a real soldier learn to take orders So his game is still pulled through in the fourth quarter I know you can`t believe that you`ve all been decieved It`s like a girl sayin` her hair real but it`s a weave Feminem is a style, She-Twelve is an age She lives across 8 mile, but still can get gauged KKKill the fetus, please believe this, word to Jesus I got niggaz with the blowoff in they freezers Facts is facts and fiction`s fiction If you can`t take the heat, stay up out the kitchen I remember droppin` Hellter Skkkelter Before Devil`s Night, I could`ve burned down the Shelter We was bumpin` Awesome Dre Representin` Detroit way before you met Dr. Gay All my underground niggaz up at c Notes Open mic, spittin` wicked shit that we wrote There wasn`t no East to West Coast Just Awol, Rap Mafia, DJ Eazy B and Los [Hook] This world`s so cold, I`ma let you know You can`t get away with tryin` to steal my flow
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