Key: D# minor•
Verse 1
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It is what it is
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It is what it is
Verse 2
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So he untouchable,
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Well, where he stay at then,
Verse 3
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Well, since we got altercations with these
We gon' play for doom
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s and I assume
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We get radar on fool in
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Bet, motherfucker ain't fin' ta be runnin'
around here drippin' sweat
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half- ass dicks
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Hit all they spots at once,
pour it on 'em thick
Verse 5
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Well where he at? He at the Travel Lodge,
beep that nigga
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Tell him to get here right now quick
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Tell him to bring enough ammunition
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to blow up a ship
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Plus I got a family and kids to raise and I plan
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Get straight to the root of the problem
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Get rid of the source that's what what,
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gon' back the fuck up
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Somebody gon' mind somethin',
in the big- ass [unverified] station wagon
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that's what I told my driver man
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to get in a position
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Fuck a ski mask, unpolished fish grease
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up outta there
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I brought them boys,
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but I shoulda brought it like a concert
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Fool's still alive, John Murell [unverified] Trauma Center,
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Shoulda doused him,
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it is what it is
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It is what it is
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It is what it is
Verse 11
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Don't they know that fools is
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Kill at will, gonna put your hat on
the rack for a cool mill?
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(Aww, it's gon' get done)
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But now the heat has been spared
How we gon' get him out
of intensive care
And put him under the wing
Verse 13
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One of my potnahs got a plug on some si lencers,
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He used dem [unverified] [unverified] shot
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on several dif ferent occasions
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What that mean his family gon' boo-
hoo when I smash that card
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a fuck about a die- hard
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crotch by the name of Connie
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She works in ICU and she dates this
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on the life support
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it look too obvious
than fuckin' for me now
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feelings
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The shit is crampin' my livin' style,
floatin' from telly to telly
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Conspiracy murder plots phone conversations
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I'm guessin' fool musta passed away,
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picture at the post office
and forth to different states
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They finally caught me up in Kansas City
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At a barbecue spot called Gates
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And as long as a nigga twerkin' in the kitchen,
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I'll be up in that bitch makin' spreads,
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drinkin' Pruno
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jumpin' jacks
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Fuck around and get mad on
Flip the weight pile,
I'm sleepy
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Verse 20
Shouldn'ta caught me,
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Shoulda handled biz, but it's too late,
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it is what it is
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It is what it is
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It is what it is
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It is what it is
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Oh,
Verse 22
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ohh I see
It is what it was,
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and what it was is just what's been taught
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Handle biz when it's to be done,
That's yesterday's thing,
roll with the right now
Outro 1
And everything gon' be is, what it is
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