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*Yogi B*
Oh baby bring it on, Poetic Ammo for the 2G
Landslyde, Point Blanc, C.Loco, Yogi B, Mad Stacz word up

Chorus *Yogi B*
The price I pay for the life I choose
I'm ahead of my time, don't you know that, win or lose
In it for the love and don't you confuse
Money, fame and honeys cos I paid my dues

*Yogi B*
I'm above it all money, politics, confrontation
Don't you know that my ammunition be poetic
Some forget it, bringin' on static
I take em' all out, the undisputed
Subsonic Supreme, now hear the ladies scream
Honeys be like butter so I turn em' to cream
Mad love, nationwide everytime I ride
Ammo fans keepin' me feelin' good inside
So I destroy anyone who come tested
Cos I had enough of my development arrested
Now ya bloodsuckers gonna feel my stake
Cos all I wanted was my piece of the cake, son!

(Too much of sacrifice in this game)

*Landslyde*
Transcendence, when I preach my rhyme with this sentence
You don't wanna mess with Landslyde I got vengeance
Endorsements I be running fast with my horsemen
Now I got bills and it's time for me flossin'
HUH! I'm talkin' 'bout my long term glory
Whut! Secured myself my inventory
I would not wanna be in your shoes if it is you
Wannabes faking the slang you be a fool
Cos you be thinkin' I'll be gone without a notice
It's bogus, cos I be still around like George Lucas
The colour notes, floats the currency controls
The name, achievement the status unfolds

Chorus x2

Break *Yogi B*
Pretty boy, me know for a long long time now
You ought to go for yours but you want to go for mine
All your life you find hard to define
How we get em' up, hit emc1

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