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Perfect People What You Re Told

what you're told I love it how you break the mold refused to be controlled never do what you're told you never do what you're told you never do what you're told

told me makes for perfection while you feeling bound by this matrix That's why when it comes to protecting mine I'm a brother you can call over zealous

ain't hardcore!" But hardcore is far more than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being true It's gonna get me me, you just get you you What

go Baby I know this ain't perfection But you're good to me sometimes Holding onto love for those moments Some would say is a waste of my time When I hold you up people

feelin' down I see you kickin' back with the homies all the time And I wanna try you, what would you do to me? Is it true what they say, you could take

teacher I gots to get you 'Cause they can't MC But what you really sayin' You sound like a bitch-ass rapper when he's saying "Yo Kris you hit too hard

that evil game that help me get what I want You start where you end, you end where you start I am the light of the situation I over shine dark Give you

P T 'Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy With no Vaseline Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline Now you're

don't you check yourself When you're shouting, you know what you're shouting 'bout Check I'm talking to the deacon, deacon sing You ought to check yourself