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Yo Uh Huh Yo I must have played that tape over a thousand times [Verse One] I be like melody rob First Fiedelity cock back, top cat can't make contact with me 'cause i'm lost brush niggaz off I'm like toothpaste rap flourides you couldn't move with a suitcase lock it up, cock and bust, seventeen I'm raw like the coke my boys be sellin' fiends need to make cream, be financial, make papers if niggaz front take it by force like a rapist niggaz look it I'm hot like the peppers that Puerto Ricans cook with trick up the sleeve y'all thieves that never took shit real bad actors try to operate and get sued for malpractice don't make me gang trip talk all nice I walk on ice, can't slip Pace got the vision of a chosen few hopin' you only speak when you spoken to Chorus <'Pacewon' scratched in> I can't lose even if the fight fixed take my time laid back if you rush you might miss my voice transmit through your sattilite dish and it go a little something like this... <'Pacewon', again> [Verse Two] Around the way, like L.L. guns hot as hot tameles crooked and unhonest swing wood like Jimmy Conners I'm Pace Won the drug thief rugged like rugby high off the cannabis props to my company presidential canidantes gone sour, not sober sellin' cold cut with baking soda static but i cling not weed addict i'm a nigga with a sling shot king props read my rap sheet Pace to Won is nasty drive by two guns out the window bustin' from the back seat hit the deck and get ghost coast to coast, world wide Pace comin with toast High hopes Pace comin' dope and it go a little something like this... Chorus x2