Look Alive chords by Specifics

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Intro 1

Fuck waitin' for

Verse 1
the beat,
I'ma crack these streets
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open like jailbreaks
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Sweet, the only flavor we could repeat
With no stablemates,
breathin' my savory breeze
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I'm fatally sneezin' the track
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label it the greatest CD
Dining table with the dominoes
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squeakin' on my vinyl plates
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Please, I'm tryna eat em' seasoned peas
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Fry em' in grease, you cook em' live,
I'ma repeat the hook
And jive till the illness
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think twice, conceive
Call it vibes, goodness,
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some kinda fuckin' fly pudding
If rap was tonic,
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I'd put the cap on and shook it
Douse dips, the house party kids,
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I shout scripts
The child go be chickens,
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downloads with no mouse clicks
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If you choose to party like
no tomorrowists do
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Get live with gold body, look alive
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Remove your sorry ass,
I'm hooked on True Dimes,
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the blurriest
I floss, rap, paper, scrap,
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draws and chapters
The little metal cross
-edged in my neck bone
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Inverted words sketched on walls, ghetto
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The kid holding melanin is gold,
severable carrots
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We old fellows, my flow is a medicine,
kept us in good health
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Whenever albums on
the shelves
are embarrassed
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Soon are they sedatives, I flex my mouth
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Every syllable of black dots filling this ink
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On heavy chemical tablets, I scratch dots
You villains should think fast
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Shotgun Miller, January draft,
drop the mic, dash,
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I'm nice like broads drunk
God's son is boss
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like bronze fronts and ice rhinestones
Y 'all just run around
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in circles like time zones
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If you choose to party like
no tomorrow is due,
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get live with Goldbody
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Look up, live, and move your sorry ass,
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I'm hooked on your kind of glory ass
Laid back and chillin',
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talk about the treats on the TV screen
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With my fellow James Bond villains,
swillin',
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everything short of a pig sty
I picked eyelashes,
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then we mixed dry gin
and sipped tastefully
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Dips with grace bullies
and high school scar faces
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Get laced, boogie and break,
make sounds like Wookie
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Get down with fly bookies
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tryna pay me back the cookie baggies
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On the dance floor duckin'
like Davey
sippin' with Lucky
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Shufflin' kicks, lazy gimps,
walkin' crazy pimps
Handstand punches,
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then stunned bystanders
And drunk chicks chewin'
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up banana bunches
And slide banisters,
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the camera shot amateurs
Night shadowy crime fighters
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slash rhyme analysts
Damn, we step syncopated,
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get a drink so  fast
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my sipper hit the table
after kids had drained it
Po 'ed, half -toasted,
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pull my half -boat back and blow kiss
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Pray frozen in the focus like ice cubes,
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busy meltin' in they fizzy
Mellow mixes, oil,
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whiskey on my flow is dizzy
Seldom spoken with shitty fellows
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or punks tryin' to crowd me
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Only write rhymes when I'm drunk
or when I'm drowsy
The crown, you only sound phony
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tryin' to pronounce
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Your ownership of this in hip -hop
or your town, city, and block
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I like the fist knockin' down boxers,
claimin' the shit they rubble
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All my love is to fog the vision
of being the top kid
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Rocking the mic like he
was actually holding a dick
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Not even beating off right, what the fuck?
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If you choose to party like no tomorrows,
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do get live with Goldbody
Look up loud,
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and move your sorry ass
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I'm hooked on True Dimes and Glorious
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If you choose to party like no tomorrows,
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do get live with Goldbody
Get my dick in a box,
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move your sorry ass
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I'm hooked on True Dimes and Glorious
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I'll see the