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Tytuł: Never Duplicated

  • Wykonawca: Fabolous
  • Wy¶wietleń: 319
Uh, yes I am often imitated
  But I am never duplicated, yeah
  Yes I am often imitated
  But I am never duplicated
  
  [Verse 1]
  I can't deny it, you's a dick rider
  You can never flow like me, blow like me
  Why would a bitch like ya?
  She can see that I'm a fuckin rider, you a hitch hiker
  I'm walkin in some shoes, they can't make fit ya
  Got millions of paper that you can't take with ya
  I don't wanna talk and I can't take pictures
  Listen to your demo, I'll handshake with ya
  Excuse you, who's you?
  If I need a stunt double I'll use you
  Pardon y'all, I don't wanna step on y'all toes
  Seperate the authentic from the replica flows
  And the kid be places you could never be at
  So that can never be this, and this can never be that
  These niggaz got some audacity
  Sell some records as fast as me
  Or sell some tickets out as fast as me
  Motherfucker
  
  [Chorus (x2)]
  Yes I am often imitated (yes he is often imitated)
  But I am never duplicated (but he is never duplicated)
  
  So all that y'all can do is hate it
  
  [Verse 2]
  None of these wannabes really come close
  I feel like I'm watchin the MTV show Christina Milian hosts
  Everybody know this brother got it
  Way before everybody and their mother got it
  They still wonder how he sound like he do
  If I was you, I'd wanna sound like me too
  'Cause I got M's, they got G's and they all right
  But they not me
  They hear how I spit it on a station
  Now they wanna put me on they singles just to get an imitation
  No, I can't make an appearance
  Give you a cheap fee or break on a clearance
  I'm what your label hoped it could be
  That's why they trying to mould your little ass, into a sculpture of me
  With the ladies it'll be like leader, she like real
  Y'all trying to be like me and be like ill
  
  [Chorus (x2)]
  
  So all that y'all can do is hate it
  
  [Verse 3]
  I'm real
  It's the way I talk, the way I walk
  It ain't my fault
  I won't let nothin' on two legs stop me
  'Cause the real is always better than the bootleg copy
  Like I ain't show 'em the white and yellows at the same time
  Throw backs and pin wheels at the same time
  Like I'm scared to drop at the same time
  I'll show you how to do this young'n
  I ain't frontin'
  These Jordan's ain't comin'
  It ain't nothin'
  Keep the complaints comin'
  Can't hop on my bandwagon
  Jump in my blue flames
  You should not try, you are not I
  It's the dude with the Grammy grin
  It's no relation if it ain't a street family kin
  So won't the real Fabolous please stand up
  Please stand up
  Please stand up
  
  [Chorus (x2)]
  
  So all that y'all can do is hate it