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T.I. lyrics : "I'll Show You"

K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin' in the Bently

They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)

And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin'
Tell them hatin' $$# law, (*##$ I'm ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie

Didn't need no wheel cause the %#@! so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen

I'm so $#&@ed up, intoxicants
My flow still so stupid competent
Competition evidently don't know what they up against

Obviously oblivious, in the city I'm serious
I'm seriously poppin', I will be the reason why it's hot in here
Material you droppin' better push that back, that can't come out this year

I got this here, can't stop this, got this like I got blocks in here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in here
I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman

Pay ^!$$%s no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm deliverin'
Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my
Plan of execution, I'm demandin' retribution

First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a noose
Cause they see a ^!$$%s influence, luxurious and affluent

They want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruined
Nah, nothin' doin' brah, congratulations you a bus' (?)
A really great advantage point, so take your vantage point

Watch, with the flip of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the ^!$$% to join
Don't listen to the gossip or cut, them ^!$$%s annoyin'


They speak what I know and think it's over for them (?)
Bow back, ya boy got fly high

With ten chicks, got high in sha la
^!$$%s stay talkin' all that ca ca
No mucho deniro, no habla

About my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)
How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got 'em


I'll show ^!$$%s better than Tell ^!$$%s
Paint over discussions 'bout Push, I never fail ^!$$%s
How I'm back Jack, listen, what the hell ^!$$%s?

This the new God flow, the Holy Grail ^!$$%s
Can't see me, Book of Eli, it's in Braille ^!$$%s
I'm on track to be the best, I want Derrelle ^!$$%s

I bend balls(?) on (*##$es, I unveil(?) ^!$$%
OfficiallyIce, don't at 'em, show and tell ^!$$%
Say my brother better? Big deal

Big brother, so $#&@ you, he hammer, can't touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene pool
We laugh about it, that's cool

I'm at the top and he better?
If you think about it, we rule
My life is an open book

My stuntin' is an open look
These gold chains, these stone rings
This cocaine that I overcooked

I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean'd that fish scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist froze

And these ice cubes on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a fish bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callers

GOOD Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us

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