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9th Wonder lyrics : "Enjoy"


9th Wonder, Warren G... It's classic ya'll


Yeah, give respect to the trigger finger
I've been pushed that line sice grade school, a fool
Since I touch down (*##$es they wanna $#&@ now

But can't get it, she got $$# with a nose like... Pippen
My pimping it ain't never scared
Got real estate over there and hustle over here

Dare a ^!$$% try to take it he gone fake it til he make it
Shawty break em like a bracelet, that's real talk,
Yeah, don't you snitch if you get caught

You already know if you do then you dead
And now ^!$$%s in the hood trading cush for your baby mama throat
But suck it up (*##$ deal with it, huh

Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin beats for the gouda
Paper plains no food 'cause
Yeah, I'm the driver and the the shooter and the taxi

I dare you mother $#&@ers get at me
Yeah
Yeah

I dare you mother $#&@ers get out me, Yeah



See I grew up with the blue team before there was a u-stream
Seen a lot of ^!$$%s knocked out over shoes strings
Rhyming on these beats since the 90s I'm a factor

Here with this career until I'm in the here after
Classic with this mike like mike when he was blacker
And you, you remind me of me when I was wacker

I read lines and bring drama like an actor
But I'm so hollywood that you would think that I'm a rapper
You think that I got in backwards? It really doesn't matter


Producer meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the latter
Spacing out these bars so you ^!$$%s can climb on

I'm proof that you could still make loot and keep your rhymes strong
Burn out the industry as hot as my performance
Be mainstream dream meets the nightmare of normalcy

The anti of everything cool
Still most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
Yeah



Uh, my ^!$$% we out here

Photo cutless and nothing known for your luggage
Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't believe %#@!
Believing it or not, call your bluffin' leave your $$# with knots

The juggernaut that's in your !@(!, call pac and resurrect em'
Sure to cause a spectrum, especially when my mental telepathy start to f em'
Aka $#&@ em', aka nothings in my way once I start b b b buggin'

$#&@ up your function and your house party my life's shortly about fortune and vice
If the feds call me, I dress softly, just toss me life,
And your high tops and my possy came too properly bite

Everybody's watching alright, if you're not watching me life
Steal my big cousin a kite,
Got my %#@! buzzin when %#@! wasn't a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in sight, amen!

Now won't you be, a man! and pay respects and sure, yes we progress
Destroy your baby steps, son!
Son son

Son son
Son




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