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Excuse Me


[Frontline]


Frontline we the niggas that keep it live


Yeah buddy we legit don't act surprised


I could see the chumpness in ya eyes


Ya ain't livin what ya sayin ya tellin lies sayin


"Excuse me bitch i'm from the Rich that means i'm sick


And basically don't get me pissed"


Whoa, keep talkin we gon fight tonight





Now with all this drama in the RIC


It's kinda hard to swim when theres sharks in the sea


But it ain't much to me


Cause can't no nigga thats from the Bay fuck with me


When I spit niggas race for they lead or sit patient instead


And tryin break every statement I said


Too late i'm ten paces ahead


I can sense some wack nigga just by lookin the shape of his head


Go ahead throw yo blows they barely reach me


Niggas talk shit but they scared to meet me


You can't compare or defeat me


I feel like a chess piece cause you motherfuckers square up and eat me


Yes it's Lock my chest is hot from all the heat inside my lungs


I guess I got lung disease so grab your gun and squeeze


We ain't scared of ya bumbs ya tongue and cheed


Nahmean..





[Chorus]


Frontline we the niggas that keep it live


Yeah buddy we legit don't act surprised


I could see the chumpness in ya eyes


Ya ain't livin what ya sayin ya tellin lies sayin


"Excuse me bitch i'm from the rich that means i'm sick


And basically don't get me pissed"


Whoa, keep talkin we gon fight tonight





[Left]


Yeah Left


I'm a Globetrotter who hotter why by the lookin around you find nodda


Unless you gaze to the heavenly sections


Or imagine a pilgramage made to mecca


And I ain't talkin about the clothes


I'm talkin about the spot where Malcom changed his name and wore throbes


Prayed with his head on the circular stone


Then you wondered why the dumb rappers won't be gone I ask


Do you want your mama in distress


And your little cousins dressed in they Sunday vest


All because you wanted beef with a dude name Left


I suggest you give me 10 feet and show some resepect


Don't make me lay you a Saturday night fever


I am not Travolta I will slay ya soldier


I'm that dude from the 8th grade that stay payed


Named cut precisely in the back of my fade


Nahmean..





[Chorus]


Frontline we the niggas that keep it live


Yeah buddy we legit don't act surprised


I could see the chumpness in ya eyes


Ya ain't livin what ya sayin ya tellin lies sayin


"Excuse me bitch i'm from the rich that means i'm sick


And basically don't get me pissed"


Whoa, keep talkin we gon fight tonight



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