Petrified chords by Fort Minor

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Verse 1
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Man, I
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love this rap game mainly
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cause it's cool
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To add a little spice to the life
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you've been through
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Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit
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Make that shit sound more
gangster than it really is
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You can't appear weak man,
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we wanna hear street
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We wanna hear you spit your thug
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over this here beat
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Don't take it as sarcastic,
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I can't get enough
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I'm telling you, you can call my
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bluff, if it's not ruff
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Then I don't really need
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it, I'm not even ashamed
I got too much reality
that's filling up my brain
So sell me on that product,
I'm addicted to the game
Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up man
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It's just like a cigar
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ette,
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it's something that I do
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Once in a while but between
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me and you
It's just like a cigarette,
nobody's really fooled
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I don't want the truth I wanna
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feel fucking cool
Verse 3
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Let me tell you something
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that I realized tonight
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My hip-hop radio's
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radio's like Marlboro Light
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They're both selling stories
and they sound about the same
Cigarettes say they're safe, rappers
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claim they really bang
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We don't care if it's true when we lay
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the money down
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We don't believe the words,
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we just love the way they sound
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They're acting we're like idiots,
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they're lying to our face
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Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
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I'm running out to get the
next rapper's CD
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Just sucking up the guns,
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drugs and misogyny
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The same way that I suck up all
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the stories when I breathe
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That little bit of death
supposedly cancer free
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An d everything they say's
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got the truth twisted up
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But twisted up's what I want, man,
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I can't get enough
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Cause even though we know
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it's all just a big bluff
We just light another up, what,
we don't give a fuck
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Man, listen to my words,
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listen for while
Lip service radio, don't touch the dial
If you're in the car,
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turn up the track man
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Give your whole neighborhood some
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second hand rap, hey
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Matter of fact, listen for a while
Lip service radio,
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don't touch the di al
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If you're in the car man,
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turn up the track
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And give your whole neighborhood
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some second hand rap
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It's just like a ci
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garette,
it's something that I do
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Once in a while but between me and you
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It's just like a cigarette,
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nobody's really fooled
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I don't want the truth
I wanna feel fucking cool
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It's just like a cigarette,
it's something that I do
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Over and over but between me and you
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It's just like a cigarette,
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nobody's really fooled
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I don't want the truth I
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wanna feel fucking cool
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