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    Teflon

    Gotta Get Ova

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    [Teflon]
    Uhh, worldwide.. Firing Squad
    1997, bringin it to you
    The first shot up out the M.O.P. Firing Squad click
    [Verse One]
    Here we go on the roadways to stardom
    I can see it now, lights, stages, The Garden
    Hot whips, black pearls so fine
    they a-ttract the world is mine, I got this
    On the job and ripped up
    Wreck the scales at The Source and get five mics, no problem
    The first show I go to I blow
    Collect my dough in stacks, my names on the map
    Now, we in the spotlight
    Got hype raps, perhaps its just in my genes to rock mics
    From rags to riches, lifestyle switches
    Firing Squad, worked hard for a while to get this
    Now, we on a roll in full control, behold
    Destinys ours to unfold
    For those I grew up with I love you, heres
    cheers to success through all our struggles
    [Chorus]
    (Gotta get over!) Yeah.. uhh
    "Show them niggaz what you into, use your potential!"
    (Gotta get over!) Yeah.. uhh
    "Show them niggaz what you into, use your potential!"
    [Verse Two]
    Whoever said it couldnt happen? No more cuttin rocks
    Im fuckin with stocks up in Manhattan
    Full-fledged employer, lawyers, accountants, a mountain
    My cash flows like a fountin
    Me and my Family plan to be millionaires
    in a couple of years, not just a fantasy
    No more slingin metal now, I rap and wont settle down
    til I got both feet on level ground
    We reach over the level of the streets
    Keep our, minds focused, strive to be the dopest
    And hope this, get me out the ghetto, hellhole
    So I know I wont sell my soul to the devil
    By any and all means, all dreams
    and all schemes that I connect to collect more cream
    Til my heart say its quittin time
    I aint lettin nuttin stop me from gettin mine
    Kid I want it all
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three]
    Im bargin, way past the narrow margin of success
    Nevertheless, T-E-F has barged in
    your bloodstream, love green money stacks
    To lay back, and count stacks of papes is a thugs dream
    Which way is up, I know whats up
    the road to take for me to fill up my cup
    Blowin like gunpowder, out of range
    Hard to keep up with, too hard to fuck with
    We desire to raise the empire
    Enter merge traffic, from "Blaze" to "Rapid Fire"
    Ma Dukes said skys the limit, dont be timid
    If you dont get in it, you wont win it
    So aint no stoppin us now
    We advancin from projects to high-tech lifestyles and mansions
    Expansion, throughout the nations
    Hemisphere cause we in this here game for the duration
    [Chorus]
    [ad libs to end]
    [ Gotta Get Ova Lyrics ]
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