1. |
This is What I Am
03:21
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"This is What I Am"
(Verse 1)
Yeah, this is me. What I am. Not what I could be
And surely not what some say I should be
Would be alot less brash and unruly
If I let certain folk push me or pull me
Came along way from the junior high shy guy
With 4 eyes wearing coats oversized
A nerd but a way of saying it kind
I had an academic mind more than athletic grind
Wasn't vertically inclined at hooping I ain't shine
Though And-1 had me thinking for a time
I could be the next Hot Sauce. Boy, was I lost
Played George and Mario each day; I lost
Never got soft on this rap shit though
Put the basketball down upped my flow
Best choice I ever made that's fo' sho'
I'd only grow 4 mo' than 5'4"
Yeah... I would've never went pro-
If i went to Harlem to trot globe
(Chorus)
Yeah, this is what I am
Every tear I shed helped build this man
Every laugh, every smile ever since a child
Built my style gram by gram
And I can't forget that for a minute
I'm the sum of all my decisions
And I can't forget that for a minute
I'm the sum of all my decisions
(Verse 2)
I made mistakes fucked up did right then lucked up
Had to pick myself up after some slip ups
Ditch confidantes I thought were real but
Turned out to be no better than rodents
My confidence used to be so low
I got used to hoes saying no
That shit i had to switch up when I picked the pen up
And I was told I had to start doin' shows
That began my growth 'to the man you know
If it weren't for flow I'd be lame as before
That's a choice I made that I live each day
I'd have it no other way even if Ion't blow
But the dough I've retained keeps me on the road
To success, man, fuck how far I'll go
Long as gas in the tank, I got food, and the drank
And I can burn blanks then this show gon' roll
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Yeah the life and times of a nigga mind excited by rhymes
Ha! I had to bite that Jay-Z line
If you knew my struggles you'd ask are you fine
If u knew my heart you'd know I'm pure inside
Point blank period I'm a stand up guy
Hard to hate 'cause I show love all the time
Hear negative about me I'm positive 'bout this
Whoever sent that diss is a bitch
Yeah, it's Same Diff me and Brad are the clique
Bringing raw rap long as lord willin': Clipse
He does the beat flips I draw the lyrics
Our hearts are in it we're unconcerned 'bout hits
We can stack chips without having to Lay
Singles in mass production: Pringles
The new voice of the people opened their mouth
And it's comin from a place you used to doubt: The South
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2. |
FireSpitter
03:02
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"FireSpitter"
(Verse 1)
I'm a FireSpitter I'm an ill nigga
I'm all that to these lil' niggas
Your song burnt with a Top verse
You'll rethink putting me first
Fans will have your feeelings hurt
Sayin' "on your track that you were merked"
What can i say? I ain't do it on purp'
I just put my skills to work
Ma gave birth to a flame thrower
Next in line to J-Hova
I'm Charizard out the Pokeball
I'll burn ya squad that's game over
All ya lames should move over
On the court the coach told ya
Hit the bench Top got next
Might as well pull on yo' pullover
'Cause I'm in to win it I dont play it timid
If we're down by ten with one minute
I'll close that gap we'll get it
Im living with no inhibition yeah I leave all that to the bitches
I'mma set this stage on fire with lyrics
Like the guitar of Jimi Hendrix
(Chorus)
I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R.
I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard.
I'm a F.I.R.E.S.P.I.T.T.E.R.
I go hard. Go hard. Go hard. Go hard.
(Verse 2)
I got that heat rock like Pete Rock in his prime when his beats knocked
I get better on each drop you niggas wish I did stop
But I will not 'cause I got more in stock like clothes shop
I can't sell out or close shop when these hoes demand more Top
Fuck it! Give it to 'em
They want heat? Let's bring it to 'em
Yeah, I'll speak to 'em as long as I'm paid and Brad is producing
I've done what you'll think of doin'
Before your pape' has ink into 'em
Nothing I say needs proving my track record speaks to 'em
Yeah, fireballs I got 'em all, nigga, check my catalogue
Mixtape, album, whatever they called
It's Pokemon: you gotta get 'em all
I Spit fire on every song, nigga, call my Dylon
Top five dead or alive and in hell I'd reign as king of all
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Do the knowledge plate tectonics and rockets got this common:
Heat moves them that's ironic I move crowds
When I be rockin
Yeah, hottest nigga walking or talking beg your pardon
If an inferno I'm sparking if ur 'round me and farting
Insane all 6s and 7s in my brain
The flames Hades contains
Can't tame how I'm searing the game
Lame marketers say they can't market me, man
Fuck 'em then I'll target them by branding my name in their brains
Pick a lane I'll scorch you out it
Hot as me? I highly doubt it
I'm a volcano when I erupt I leave the sky clouded
My motives aren't shrouded
I'm tryna spit 'til surrounded by a Ring of Fire
And got a stash of Johnny Cash
(Chorus)
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3. |
Made 21
04:28
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"Made 21"
(Verse 1)
And I'mma celebrate tonight with a bottle of champagne
Break out the Andrea let's do the damn thang
I made 21 I've reached a goal, man
For a black man I'm considered old man
Happened so quick how I've seen to grow, man
Feels like yesterday I was in fourth grade
Drawing, playing, doing my own thang
Now to some people I'm known by a code name
Top Billion well fuck it it's on, man
Flow gettin' colder, still gettin' older
When this over I won't be sober
I'm pourin' out like all my friends were slain
Cake and candles that shit too lame
Unless inside are two dames from Tulane
Reaching this age I won't do again
Goin' this hard is perfectly sane
Straight shots to the brain get the weed roll the J
Loud music let it play in the club do my thang
Meet a broad get some brain fuck the girl forget it her name
This ain't everyday only on my birthday
(Chorus)
Yeah, son, I made 21
So if you wanna keep your bitch tell her don't come
Yeah, son, I made 21
If you ain't seen it before I'm about to go dumb
Yeah, son, I made 21
Got a large drink sum and there's more bout to come
Yeah, son, I made 21
Birthdays like this you only get one
(Verse 2)
Gotta enjoy life at its apex
Never ever know if you'll see the day next
Living wild I respect unless it means
Unless it means unsafe sex or blown paychecks
Yeah.. Celebrate while you can, fam
You made 21 without gettin' in a jam
Lotta young niggas now sittin' in a can
Reaching this age in a cellblock that's crammed
So toast to them niggas let the joint roast for them niggas
Be the hope for them niggas
Live another 21 raising your own fuckin' son
To shine line the sun be the man he'll become
So when grow up he'll look up to his Pops
And just like Top ya'll can let a bottle pop
Together.. Never will this last forever
But you gotta live it so the memory ain't severed
Goddamnit bein' 'live is the best fuckin' high
To just say I made it here alone is a prize
After all the times that I could've died
To be here writing these rhymes a surprise
Best present this present: being present
God bless 'em but keep the gifts that you're sendin'
'Cause I got my already
Happy born day is all ya'll should tell me
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
My only birthday wish is that I get that gift
To live life in bliss until 106
And to die off rich with a fine ass bitch
Crying 'cause she miss how I gave her dick
Niggas in my clique at my wake and shit
Pop bottle for the kid and just reminisce
When I take that trip back to the essence
Wanna pack no bags with regrets I have
Whether wrong or bad goin' hard my plan
So when my 21st land I must go ham
If you made it this far this song your jam
Young 21 niggas this your anthem
Live life to the fullest like you will see a bullet
Any moment someone pull it and their gun won't jam
And gettin' money should always be in your plans
Aim to be in the game not sit in the stands
Give u gems of worth you don't need to unearth
I learned from 21 years on Earth
(Chorus)
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4. |
No Friends Needed
03:39
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"No Friends Needed"
(Verse 1)
Never put ink on my body 'cause nothing I believed in
Was above reason never had reason
To do any inkin' or sleevin'
Now I found somethin' I believe in
That I'm feelin' is worth seein'
'Bout getting tatted out
I won't scratch it out years later down my route
The truest three words ever spoken out my mouth
No friends needed. No friends needed.
So sweet when I read it that I love to repeat it
I feel like a genius naw that's not hype
I feel like Siddartha learning the meaning of life
Or like Muhammad when Gabriel told him to write
Or Like jesus in his height preaching eternal life
I found my faith while on a paper chase
The only friendly face was that of Ben Frank's
If life's a game, it's a card game, Jake
And the hand iz dealt I ain't got no ace
(Chorus)2x
Yeah, I'm anti-social that ain't no secret
Came in the world alone that's how I'm leavin'
Never had many partners that's how I'll keep it
I should probably tatt' it on me no friends needed
(Verse 2)
Rappers wanna hate me 'cause they can't get a feature
Producers talk down 'cause I don't want they beats, bruh
Hate while you watch the game from the bleachers
I'm still gonna be a eater: pizza
Couldn't care either or if you wanted war
Or peace just to get a slice of my cheese
'Cause I've managed to make this sandwich
With no help from you, bitch, now that's a Miracle Whip
This is pivotal shit not just lyrical spit
No Friends Needed: should I tatt it on my chest or my wrist?
I'm at max limit I don't need no clique
Friends that I got now that's the most I'll get
That's what I'm cool with I don't fool with
Fake heifers and niggas full of bullshit
Preachers deals with demons in the pulpit
But I fight them daily in the bull pit
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Keep your enemies closer than your friends will ever get to ya
If Caesar taught you shit it's that your killers dear to ya
Jesus even knew his betrayer is near to him
So in my circle no one in it less I see through 'em
I smoke solo; makes me go loco
White widow make think I see a window
Into the soul of anyone that I know
That's how I suppose who's a friend or foe
Even with eyes closed 20/20's my vision
All I see is Same Difference winning & Top Billion
Stacking up my millions reaching to the ceiling
Gettin' it on your own: a wonderful feeling
It's a wonderful world and it's all mine
I got it on my own time on my own grind
Dick in my hand no one else holds mine
And if that needle stick in me, man, it'll write these lines
(Chorus)
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5. |
Smoke & Chill
03:50
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"Smoke & Chill"
(Bridge)
They say I rap too much stuff they feel
Is gonna limit my mass appeal
I can switch up to what they wanna hear
I don't give fuck, nigga, 'cause I got skills
Son, pass it here let me light that kill look
(Chorus)
I wanna smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill
Smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill
Smoke and chill smoke and chill
I don't wanna here no shit that's real
I wanna smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill
Smoke and chill smoke smoke and chill
Smoke and chill smoke and chill
I don't wanna here no shit that's real
(Verse 1)
Haha.
Now this one here for my hipster niggas
And hipster bitches getting lifted like it's no one's business
In them snapbacks, throwback outfits kickin' it
Skaters loitering outside your businesses
Backpackers; used to hate wack rappers
Except Lil' B but see that don't matter
Like their J's fatter their girl's butts flatter
And everything Pitchfork posts is a factor
Shirts are all tattered, arms cant get tatt-er
Used to like Adele before her fame now they trash her
The point is what I'm after is I can appeal
To all those ears dumbin' down to smarten up my career
Be a walking billboard rocking Hundreds gear
And say I smoke all day
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Yeah everything's swag; swag over swag
Got so much swag I can say "fuck swag"
Call my weed 'hash' a stash in the bag
Can't even pronounce the new exotic name it has
Tell me whats the fad I follow everyone's path
Is it still cool to rock J's? If not they're in the trash
My whole life is a blast not a single times bland
Though all I do is smoke and keep the Xbox at hand
I wear cut off shorts don't like the look
And my checks gettin' took by Castles & Crooks
But I gotta be trendy keep pretending
I'm sensing that it's never ending 'til the hipsters befriend me
But even when they accept me it's short-lived
It's "fuck Top" when my name big...
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
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6. |
Make Her Bad
03:21
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"Make Her Bad"
(Verse 1)
They say nothing is more attractive than anything you can't have
And polar opposites attach in any interaction
Well if science is to be believed then it seems that's why I fiend
For the church girls not the worst girls good girls you know what I mean
In colleges on campuses in the library they stay campin' in
Lookin' like her parents gave her pampering
And if she's mine then I'd be tampering
That type of shit is attractive when I feel she's out my grasp
The one thing I can't have so I want her bad (I want her bad)
(Chorus)
I want her bad when she pass, man, I really wanna stab
But she good and I'm bad so she's been out my grasp
Ion't care I'm at task she's who I'm gonna have
Yeah, man, I'mma make her bad
Make her bad? Hell yeah! I'mma put it on her ass
Make her bad? I'm the guy she was warned of by her dad
Make her bad? Imma get inside her mind and change every thought she ever fuckin' had
I'mma make her bad
(Verse 2)
Real freak I know she is even if she don't know it yet
With the right game and enough it she'll a have list of regrets
I'm certain she's a virgin that goes without even askin it
In school to be a surgueon between class I give her the dick
I won't become a diversion still let her get her study on up all night long
Hang out with her buddies gone
She a hipster get her Kid Cudi on
But as time come along she'll need me
Call text and tweet me
Yellin' out come see at my pad. Aww, man...
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
What's crazy is I'm an atheist but I love those Christian girls
I'd go to church to put in work just to get one in my world
And true, bruh, I don't like America but nothing's sexier
Than a woman in power so Sarah Palin I'd probably 'pow' her
All the good girls 'round here need really come fuck with a nigga like me
I could really put you up on some things
That in a textbook you won't read
Am I really bad as I seem as I come across on the Youtube screen?
I can really answer that simply but nope, boo, you gotta come see
Ha! I'm not the type that your Dad would like
If he heard half the stuff I write
He just might get so hyped if you bring me home we might fight
That's right so let's not face his wrath down that path
Let's chill and smoke at my pad
She said yeah oh you bad?
(Chorus)
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7. |
Love Lost
03:22
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"Love Lost"
(Verse 1)
We break up then make up throw stuff then cake up
Like we just came up just so that we'd hate us
Neither wants to face up to the hard facts
That how we both act could make us collapse
So how should I react when you say you're movin' back
To your Mom's but the bills here you pay for half
No backup plan; can't pack up and scram
It's make this work or I'm cursed; goddamn
I thought I was your man I thought we were in love
Didn't know you could shrug off all the above
So quick like fuck this dueces I'm stuck in
A relationship where someone don't give a shit
But I do so my rule is simple and strict
Stick to it like I'm glued to it like this
(Chorus)
I give all of me not part of me that's probably
Why you start to see these tears fall; pardon me
I hardly wear my heart on my sleeve
But you fuck up this much I put it on the cuff
How could it be? Someone I loved this much
Could just let me down so rough; gravity
What happened to trust? What happened to us?
What happened to you being my crutch if I couldn't stand up?
Now I'm left in the dust while you picked up and moved on
Ditched me like coupons past their expiration
Can't cry for too long gotta get my groove on
Pussy after break-ups to aleves frustration
Yeah, but it can't fix what's wrong
I need you like an imam needs Islam
(Chorus)
Amber alert! amber alert! My love lost
Send a rescue team out for the search
If I'd foreseen this wouldn't have started this first
Yeah, you used to by my Earth now I see you as dirt
Never trust a smile and a big butt in a skirt
My OG said that and I'd never heed that
Now I need to bring back everything that I learned
From him fuck the woman just go the purse
Yeah there's plenty fish in sea I'm yearning to surf
But instead of finding Nemo I'm looking for my equal
Hard to trust people after you're hurt
But I'm not bitter I just say nigga it didn't work
Yeah, that's life for ya... Guess we're all the search
To find the spark for our heart we all get burnt
Oh well, Double L: Love Lost
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8. |
This Foolish Game
04:07
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"This Foolish Game"
(Verse 1)
Dice rolling 7/11 I'm on the pathway to Hell
But chasing for Heaven
8-ball in pocket this ain't pool if you're guessin'
But its where the white balls bust the blacks in a second
If caught with the right shit the wrong time
Sent away to large prisons for small crimes
Ya'll call it crack dealin' we call it grind
Ya'll call it death we call it free time
'Cause niggas in that life last fear is dying
When your life's work deadly then a tomb's retiring
If you got cold feet this ain't what you're desiring
So much heat in the street ain't no need to be firing
And the news don't report it so why bother trying
To total up the sum of those lost in slums
Long as money come from turning bricks 'to crumbs
Then places we're from will be warzones, son
(Chorus)
This foolish game is still the same..
And like Krit said "money just a tool to buy a nigga more time
To get more money blow it all and then die."
This foolish game is still the same..
And like Krit said "money just a tool to buy a nigga more time
To get more money blow it all and then die."
(Verse 2)
Buy and sell highs and lows I trade millions everyday
From all over the globe
Armani and Versace comprise my wardrobe
But it can't hide my torn soul under these clothes
When on Nasdaq floor I go where cash flows
While steady using my phone to check Dow Jones
I'm making money buying money sometimes even taking money
I know the games foolish but no one'll change it for me
So I'm in it so why not win it?
Who cares if losers are poor people and children?
Who cares if greed lowers our standard of livin'?
Long as the stock market there I'll keep biddin
It's a foolish game I don't plan quittin'
Good thing my hustle won't land me in San Quentin
I can fuck over anyone amass any dollar sum
If anything I should be public foe number one in this...
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
This is how it's going down I'm not the criminal
I'm doing my J.O. politics as usual
You may think that it's foul but gimme a fair trial
This America, pal, leave me free to speak out
I got a real smooth style that goes well with the ladies
Pearly whites when I smile and I'm kissing the babies
Have a beer with the fellas tell 'em what I'll be changing
Then walla! I'm in office! Ain't it amazing?
I'm the candidate to trust though I never gave a fuck
'Bout my district I might as well destruct
'Cause I live far from any of them dumb-fucks
Who can't afford mansions with extra expansions
Laws I'm passing for the business who's backin'
My re-election campaign when that happens
Money is my passion. Vote for me!
I'm not the candidate you want but who you need in this...
(Chorus)
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9. |
September 11
03:15
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"September 11th"
(Verse 1)
I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day
When those buildings fell had it on replay
In my english class happened all so fast
Looked like a bomb blast just blew them away
Those airplanes crashed false or it's fact
3000 people died from that one act
Towers collapsed whole world cried
Some survived when firefighters arrived
Lotta people's lives lost husbands and wives
Smoke from the carnage filled up the whole skies
Some say that they saw into the eyes of the devil when the plane impacted the metal
Dust didn't settle for a few days
People breathin' poison into their rib cage
Whole country was boiling with pure rage
People stuck under rubble like the Stone Age
In a few hours George Bush came on a plane
Spoke words of hope to help us all cope
For a moment no one thought he was a dope
Our leader, speaker, a heaven-sent President
Government started puttin' out evidence
That who did it were Muslim terrorists
That threat to us was the scariest
After the trauma we had experienced
(News Clips)
(Verse 2)
I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day
My generation version of JFK
CNN played video of crying widows
A couple holding hands while jumping out a window
Teacher turned off the TV when we started seeing
All the grieving and bleeding
Repeating repeating repeating
It was like the disaster was never leaving
What we were feeling was so far removed
Is that to be true it had nothing to do
With our small town where no one around
Had been to New York or anything of the sort
But I was young so of course no one 'round me
Been much of anywhere seen anything
Or thought outside the box where we be
All we knew it was sad; a tragedy
The ending would come just happily
Just like we'd been taught by our family
It's funny as kid we don't understand things
Don't always mesh with fantasy
(News Clips)
(Verse 3)
I was in the fifth grade on that fateful day
When those 2 planes hit the World Trade
America was laid wide open and plain
And felt real pain she ain't been the same
The holes still there where the buildings fell
Money for the hereos still aint been shared
Donations were sent by those who cared
But more was spent to have a war prepared
Afghanistan, Iraq; both were attacked
Though neither raised the people that hijacked
The jets we forget those "weapons of mass"
Ain't been found yet
And that's where we're at today
It's been 10 years now to the day
That the world we know was changed
September 11th, never forget it
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10. |
Welcome to the Jungle
04:38
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"Welcome to the Jungle"
Welcome to the jungle of concrete and rubble
The moment you leave ya mama ya in for a struggle
Ya see alot of trouble if you never learn to tussle
It's survival of the fittest out here times double
Most come out head first some come out feet first
For others dont matter they died before birth
That's worse but truth hurts
You're one sperm out of billions to reach the egg first
So from inception before ya recollection
You were a fighter since Pop's erection
9 months in the womb wasn't protection
You hope u dont leave to soon each second
Yeah, so if you're born on time that's a blessin'
But now that leaves questions
Like what sex you are? Where you're born? What's your race?
Is that man ya father? Do you match his face?
It determines part of fate dealin' with people
The world's evil we're not all born equal
But they pretend when they pull out the needles
Giving you shots against germs and whatnot
The moral of the plot is you're fighting
From day one just to be surviving
Welcome to the jungle if you're not dying
Then your'e killing competition to be thriving
(Chorus)
Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Lions tigers and bears
Least of ya troubles
Ya now born into the worldwide struggle
Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Lions tigers and bears
Least of ya troubles
Ya now born into the worldwide struggle
(Verse 2)
Darwinism is a part of livin whether you got a silver spoon
Or not a pot to piss in
You come out a womb that looks like a wound
Covered in blood fightin' to stay above a tomb
Hell, even your birth can be ya mama's doom
Ya Old Earth can lose so much blood then boom
You're left in the jungle with no mother you live in under
You may have a father but that's not a guarantee covered
Better chance of a gutta bein' home
We're all born solo but you're really alone
To each orphan in the world you gotta be strong
'Cause you're forced to be adults before you were grown
The cards u were dealt with could've left you helpless
But instead of folding you made 'em ya own
Gotta respect this they rise 'bove wreckage
Take trash collect it and build up a home
That's what bein' in the jungle'll do to ya
Show your inner strength that you never knew to ya
You'll turn hard when the cold wind blew through ya
True to game then this'll make you truer
Shark or a tuna? Which one are you?
Do you pray for safety oir do you prey on your food?
The world's a boxing a match not on the tube
Better learn to fight back work ya one and ya two
Not handicapped, Black, or female, jack
Then you gotta better chance that you're not held back
Though the world is ill sometimes at will
They can't discriminate against skill and that's fact
So they can be biased 'cause you're not the whitest
But prove you're the best and then they gotta buy it
Predators are quiet in the jungle never sighted
The loudest act tough but they're probably someone's diet
This jungle is a riot that's twenty-four/seven
Cats raising hell be the quickest sent to heaven
Gotta put in work if you wanna be a legend
Too scared to hunt then you'll starve in a second
What? Were expecting to see a door?
A smiley face? A welcome mat sayin' come in? Naw
There's a war outside duck on the floor
If you're life ain't worth fighting for
Welcome to the jungle
(Chorus)
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