| Look, lets get this show on the highway
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| No time to play, I’ve been up like fire escapes
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| Late night writing like poets, in fine space
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| I’m feelin' like a hero all I need is a fire cape and I’m straight
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| Then you can call me Mr. Emperor the greatest kid
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| Then shredding competition like G’s when they’re grates
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| The one that they say is rude till' they see him in his face
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| And notice that his intentions pure as the 9th grade
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| I need a Mother Theresa to be my new babe
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| I be father as we lead new slaves
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| I walk Earth, reading the signs like new waves
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| I used hurt building inside to make raves
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| Like the legion that I placed em' in, when I’m goin' ten
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| I got em shocked, like tasers and surprising a friend
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| If you feel you got a problem don’t watch and pretend
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| Because I got it on lock like I’m tryna defend
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| Cause I ain’t never been the kind to depend
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| I could body the pen
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| It goes down like when politics ends
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| That ink lines help me travel time again and again
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| Like twisters, had to spin in the position I was in
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| Now everybodys' kid, and who would see vividly
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| Fuck it, I know its because I’m gettin' in the industry
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| So I don’t let it get to me, I see it all differently
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| Could never let it set a nigga back like
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| Double XL, ready yeah these tee’s
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| Like the senior in the Freshman classes getting D’s
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| Still I’ve been tryna be breathtaking like a wheeze
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| I can see, I’m boutta blow like it finna be a breeze
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| Peace! |