| Raise Up The Levels cause stakes is high
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| You don’t know when till you make a try
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| If you ain’t pushin' then say goodbye
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| Cause you could die today
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| Today, tomorrow
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| Give thanks, give praise
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| I give thanks CMA think tank
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| What’s the long face for like Lloyd Banks
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| We rank top notch
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| We hunger for more
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| We’re finally in stores
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| Finally off tour
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| Long enough to cut an album
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| Bored with the bullshit
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| Blessed I don’t lose sight of how we could lose this
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| In a blink of an eye
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| Life is too short to be living that lie
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| So here’s my confession like I’m bout to, I’m bout to…
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| Try is all I ever did and when
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| Even when I took a lost I was inchin' in
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| They could never hold us back I was with my friends
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| I mean it’s all automatic once we grip the pencil
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| Insult intelligent
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| Kinfolk irrelevance
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| Get dissed
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| Get with the standard of elegance
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| We raise the bar high above and we hold weight
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| While they hold on the nuts and stay so fake
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| Yeah I can arrange that
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| Give thanks that I ain’t bang your brain back
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| Against your skull doctor cause I can change that
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| Last few years touring on the same track
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| Plus did the country with Lucky’s stank ass (ha!)
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| Fire In The Eyes is what I opitamize
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| Got ride or die in the pit of my soul
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| And then I’m spiteful but I get it right though
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| And then you want to criticize bitch give me my doe!
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| I crawl out of my hole with a lot of my folks
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| If the whole rap business disintegrated
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| Keep your eyes on the Rhymesayers guys
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| And the L’s cause we family orintinitated
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| And I gained your respect and it’s not from a chain on my neck
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| But my chain of events
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| I offer my joy and my pain and the lens
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| And remain independent the same as the Legends
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| Stayed authentic to the same old essence
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| Learned from the past and obeyed all the lessons
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| Mastered the craft that came as a blessing
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| I do not kiss ass for nobody no exceptions
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| I give thanks for every minute on this planet
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| I live the length of life, provided I manage
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| To write my own script
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| Clone this god damn it
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| I’m gon dis
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| I wasn’t shown shit but love
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| Now bring it back to when I was just a scrub
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| Sleeping on hardwood floors without a rug
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| Living that Thug Life without being a thug
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| Waking up hungry, yet guided from above
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| Despite smug comments I’m on it
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| My shit stayed honest I promise
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| I’ll never fall the fuck off I want it
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| I’m gonna get it
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| That’s as good as done did it
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| Go on hit it
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| It won’t fall
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| You can’t fuck with it at all
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| You can’t go and get it from the mall
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| I lit it up, smoked it, now pass it around
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| As long as I live I live passionate now |