| When I rewind, replay
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| All the things that made me
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| Who I am
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| Today
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| The good and the bad
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| The good and the bad
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| When I rewind
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| When I rewind
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| When I rewind
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| When I rewind
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| I grew up in that Cuse
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| 315, shawty that’s my roots
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| Northside, ridin' with my crew
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| Northside, ridin' with my crew
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| Before I had the red lens with the beat in it
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| Had the mosh bike, I hit the streets with it
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| Ride anywhere, I go deep with it
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| Had pegs for shawty when we visit
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| That’s the backseat
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| Man, I feel like last week
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| My first rhyme at a rap beat
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| It was Wu-Tang! |
| Victory!
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| Rapping been my passion
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| Since my best friend got that cool edit
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| Layed vocals on that computer mic
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| With a E-machine, became a fool with it
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| Took two-hunned from Christmas
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| Made myself a wishlist, build a studio
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| That’s my mission, I ain’t quitting till it’s finished
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| Studio time, too much to buy
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| So instead, I «D-I-Y"ed it
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| All them clothes came out my closet
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| Cuz' my mic had to go inside
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| Yeah, if there’s a way then you know I find it
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| Passion drove me to go all night and I lost sleep
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| But I know I’ll find it when I’m six deep and it go all silent
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| I don’t know where I’m going but I’m driven
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| I got fuel for the journey, let me start at the beginning
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| Boy!
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| When I rewind, replay
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| All the things that made me
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| Who I am
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| Today
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| The good and the bad
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| The good and the bad
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| When I rewind
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| When I rewind
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| Everything I’m not, made me everything I am
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| When I rewind
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| When I rewind
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| Everything I’m not, made me everything I am
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| Moved down to Manhattan after High School for this rapping
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| I had plans to make it happen
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| With my passion and this talent
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| So I went to CCNY
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| I got rejected on the first try
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| For the program that I aim for
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| Could have gave up but I said «give me some more»
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| I was so far from home, and everything that I’ve known
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| But I got grown in that time alone, and my faith became my own
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| I was heading out to Queens to see my favorite rapper
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| Ambassador
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| I gave him a CD, hope he call me after
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| He took my bible and he autographed it, wrote:
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| Represent him well, all inside it.
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| Now I write the same thing when I’m signing
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| That’s rewinding
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| Even though he never called me back
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| 4 years later I was on his track
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| I got no time for DJ official
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| Now look at the tours I played with you, uh
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| That’s insane, just a few years, everything changed
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| Now I’m on planes
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| Going out playing for kids that were just like me
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| In the cut like me
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| Trying to make everybody hear they stuff, like me
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| Probably hearing people tell em shut up, like me
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| But this ain’t about me
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| Look what God did, no matter what I be
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| People think we’re different
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| We’re all the same
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| I got a little drama in my life, you got a little drama in yours
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| What you do with it, it’s your choice
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| Cause I’m looking at my past through the rear view mirror
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| Thanking God I made it through
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| I said I’m looking at my past in the rear view mirror
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| Look at that
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| Look at that |