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Lines

by Big Boi

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Now that's what I'm talking 'bout DF to the ASAP Mob Lines, tell them read between it Tripping while I'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons Listen while I'm spitting boy, you probably won't believe it But life is so terrific, tell them pinch me if I'm dreaming Revenue's what I get get, your bitch is what I did hit And I'm bout my business, them pesos what I did get Made a hit, had a fix, they saying you’s the shiznit Tell them get off my diznick, you bucket headed bitches Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time He flippin' to the bars so I'm only raising mine Depending on the grind is the only way to shine So I'm feeling like that odds is the only state of mind And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets Equipped with a piece, case you niggas wanted beef Cause man gave us laws and God gave us time It's the art of storytelling and I'm only telling mine The lines we've crossed, the lines we crossed Have always been why I've lost It changes all the time Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how) I’m happier when I lose what I’ve needed all my life (Talk that talk boy) Straight out of the belly of East Point, yea that's my origins Was born in West Savannah, Georgia then I was born again Like the baby in the manger I gave my life to Jesus because he could protect me from the dangers In the circle of angels, just to help me shine my halo Attended Sunday school but it felt like it was every day though I didn't have a suit or no fancy shoes, we went in our play clothes Received the word and it moulded me like Play Doh We don't play though, we don't play though They say we get lower than an alligator's navel And when I say gator I mean that gator that match that sable, fur coat I wish that PETA would throw some blood off on my fur, folk Boy, ass whoopin' They out 'chea eating flesh but wanna worry how I'm looking I stay simply fresh to death, Sir Luscious Left Foot, best foot forward You reap what you sow, and now it's showing The lines we've crossed, the lines we crossed Have always been why I've lost It changes all the time Cause I've wondered how (I've wondered how) I’m happier when I lose what I’ve needed all my life (Talk that talk boy)

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