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Power Station The Dope

but still can't play shit Talkin' bout you workin' on a symphony And can't even play the tympani Walls of asbestos filled with the best dust Power station

cause she don't hate me yet Slug HAS to give a fuck, I know better MAN, I'm just a rapper on luck Still stuck in the same mind state I grew up Still paranoid

AK user Struggle for my stat to be phattest on knots Pack Glocks wit 17, keep a nigga off my block, it's hot 'Cause it's bumpin, got nothin but dope traffic

how they react still in the business of smacking Rappers is wack you had a dope track I guess opposites attract my mind state is black Black like bernie mack no cowards soul power

Ahh, Darc Mind Current state of affairs What? Yeah Nowaday I profit from forfeiture, my kingdom for a whip Brother fixating Arm and Legging for the

ones with dreads [CHORUS] (Syndicate Posse got suckers on the run) [x3] [Ice-T] While your crew's on take Donald-D break [VERSE 2] The beat is dope

[DukeDaGod] It's Dipset all day. The Movement Moves On [Cam'Ron] New York City, you are now tuned in to America's # 1 station, Hot 97 In conjunction

vacation, with your station that's playin' live in every location Blowin' out ya speaker it won't get weaker I'll keep rockin' till I hit the peek And your station is dope

at times calls if or which over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross. We all have this idea that we should move up from our parents station