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On my forehead
You can see the lines my emotions designed through the years
25 since I'm here now
No more tears nah!
I've experienced a lot
Both business and art
Sex with bitches not too smart
Sat next to friends who were drunk in their car
Some were sayin' we was gon' pass
We always went far
Asses still shake my Co-Cognac
In my shack there was nymphomaniacs
As depressed as Nasdaq
Producer made them feel their hatchback
Half wack
Playin' like macks
Come fast Lamborghini Countach
10$ dance contact
OH! My God!!!
What's that?
Against all odds and against your squads
We'll always live like broads
Damn your jihad against GS
We are the cleanest
Feel this
We kill this beat
We need this beat
Witness the street
Eye Of The Beholder
This ain't a dream
The J to the P to the Breeze
Yo bitch ass will bleed if that ass is mean
You're never gonna beat the shit we got in head
You're never gonna kill the dream we entertain for a decade

Aware of things
And what's really goin' on
I stay focused
Conscious that these smiles are so vicious
Drunk they talk a lot like it's all love
Like we share the same vision
Collabos? What they speakin' of?
Like we should associate or somethin'
Let me tell you
We ain't got nothin' to do with your frontin'
Young ass rap about things they're hallucinatin'
No reality they livin'
Bullshittin'
Who you're foolin'?
Yourself I guess
So I gotta manifest my disagreement
On anything you claim to be representin'
It's important for you to realize
Youngsters relate to what we say so we can't lie
We strive for perfection
So fuck your allegations
Or anything you're thinkin' of
And feel me flow
We fill the beats with facts if you didn't know
And if you didn't
Don't try to fight it
Let it go!

You can't stop it
So don't trynna fight it
Believe it or not
It has been taken to another notch
Either you're with that or you adapt
Otherwise you're punk ass won't make it for a rematch

It's a violent world
A silent cold world
So we gotta move ahead
And take advantage
You can wait your turn
Fuck being average
We're first
Percentage we burst
Just peep the graphic
Lyrically hypnotic
Supplyin' rap addict
Doin' research to make up like a scientist
Automatic results you get if it's you fault
Get your ass ejected
We don't take insults
As a result of my involvement
Things change and the game's relevant

You can't stop it
So don't trynna fight it
Believe it or not
It has been taken to another notch
Either you're with that or you adapt
Otherwise you're punk ass won't make it for a rematch

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from Prince Edward Street Days (Demo​/​2003), released July 14, 2003
Produced by JP Matte.
Written by P & Breeze.

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Canadian rap group since 1997.

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