Like This

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Uh Huh

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I must have played that tape over a thousand times

Verse One:

I be like melody

rob First Fiedelity

cock back top cat

can't make contact

with me cuz i'm lost

brush niggaz off

I'm like toothpaste

rap flourides you couldn't move with a suitcase

lock it up cock and bust seventeen

I'm raw like the coke my boys be sellin' fiends

need to make cream be financial make papers

if niggaz front take it by force like a rapist

niggaz look it

I'm hot like the peppers that Puerto Ricans cook with

trick up the sleeve

y'all theives that never took shit

real bad actors

try to operate and get sued for malpractice

don't make me gang trip

talk all nice

I walk on ice, can't slip

Pace got the vision of a chosen few

hopin' you only speak when you spoken to

Chorus

<'Pacewon' scratched in>

I can't lose even if the fight fixed

take my time laid back

if you rush you might miss

my voice transmit through your sattilite dish

and it go a little something like this...

<'Pacewon', again>

Verse Two:

Around the way, like L.L.

guns hot as hot tameles

crooked and unhonest

swing wood like Jimmy Conners

I'm Pace Won the drug theif

rugged like rugby

high off the cannabis

props to my company

presidential canidantes

gone sour, not sober

sellin' cold cut with baking soda

static but i cling not

weed addict

i'm a nigga with a sling shot

king props

read my rap sheet

Pace to Won is nasty

drive by

two guns out the window

bustin' from the back seat

hit the deck and get ghost

coast to coast, world wide

Pace comin with toast

High hopes

Pace comin' dope

and it go a little something like this...

Chorus x2