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    "No Doubt" Lyrics

    Jean Grae

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    I ain't afraid to shine different.. c'mon

    Devoted life to the dream of lights and fortune and fame
    I might just gain the vision, or just might be livin in vain
    See in the game it's cool strolls and platinum thugs
    Stack the cash, drugs and women; bubble in crime, trouble in time
    I stay humble with mine, had drama for words
    Encountered some birds who tried to take the shine
    But I'm illuminatin like a thousand frozen wrists in the glint of the sun
    Worth the Franklin Mint and Wall Street combined into one
    They can't see it yet though, different like niggaz sayin petrol
    for gas, english metric system, graded on the past
    Just tryin to reach y'all, no one's at my arms length
    Wanna stay in the race but slowly runnin out of breath
    They all alike, can't understand, maybe it's safest
    to play the role and be another glitch in The Matrix
    Repetitive flow, embedded in dough
    I run the risk of pissin everybody off, but I don't care if you know

    Yo I'm on the line like white, china, table
    Lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
    Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time man
    Fuck y'all, say it
    Bring it, lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
    Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time
    Things ain't different, say it
    Bring it, I'm on, now

    Quit for good, too many times, shit maybe I should
    But it won't prevent rejection reappearin in life
    I even lay the toughest down for you
    Paint the ground blood pink for you, only so that you feel me right
    Then hear me tight from the ills perhaps
    But not a lot of scenes like movie stills are fleein from fiends and caps
    I had, thrills and high spills, couple of hot chases
    Romance with Jacks, Jills in dirty places
    No jail cell been filled and no court cases
    But committed murder of flesh, two of my own faces
    At best I'm, a dime each, not a dozen, never cheap
    Fornicated adultery once and now I never cheat
    Younger sibling or two, family disfunctional
    Problem with bein on time, hardly ever punctual
    Punchclocks give me the runs, just not in my blood Akki
    Y'all flashin guns at me, time to go? Let it be


    See I got these bill collectors, practically at the door chillin
    I can't explain to Visa how I'm tryin to stack a million
    Hustle on the side for chump change, it's not big time
    I only do it for fries, chicken and wine and hump days
    Reality spit, dudes and rap bitches sick of me
    And if they right, they still print, I'm tryin to do calligraphy
    All real, sit up just all night, just thinkin it's all wrong
    Won't sleep 'til everything's alright
    I made brush fire noise; I need four alarm
    Three A.M. on the lawn with two kids and one slipper on
    Blaze now, your days phase out like old sitcoms
    Tryin to save the show by puttin new fuckin kids on
    Love me or not, respect it for what it's worth
    I'm like a bundle of dough in a knot in a purse under your cot
    Undiscovered lines like connectin the dots
    It's gonna happen, sooner or later
    Fuck rappin, just givin data

    This song was submitted on April 19th, 2005 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Andrew Hill.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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