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Light Year

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Ride through the city and I drive slow Where did time go? How would I know? But I'm right here, need a light year 'Fore they catch me dawg, I'm like Gretzky dog See I'm the great one I mean think of all the beats that I skate on, the goals I reach And the flow so cold I done froze the rink That's why I always been sharp thinking on my feet It's gotta be me, I mean it's gotta be me I mean there ain't nobody out there spit it hotter than me I mean these boys about to finish with a lottery seed I get a, get a chip then I gotta repeat Shit Chris got two degrees it's too easy Y'all ain't even seen shit, the kid is a genius The pen game stupid, the flow is egregious And the two go together like Kelly and Regis Say what? (Say what?) No way (Uh-huh) Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Say what? (Say what?) No way Alright (Alright) Okay (Hey) Now I ride round with the system cranked I got a bad little mama and she twist the dank The shit gas like the shit that be in the tank Go hard like Shaq when he in the paint I mean damn, it's not by chance Doley in the crib finna do my dance Sage in the hallway, listening to Kanye Dropped out of college to make songs all day And I'm still broke but I know it ain't no shame in that Got my game from cats that put they pain in raps Started flaming tracks with my crazy ass Who woulda thought that I coulda start a chain reaction No kidding Word to my brother taught me how to stay winning Something like Barry when he home run hitting Or maybe like South Park writers kill Kenny Say what? (Say what?) No way (No way) Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Say what? (Say what?) No way Alright (Alright) Okay (Hey) Engine, engine number nine On that New York transit line If my train goes off the tracks Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up