| There’s always somebody, who really wants to make you fall
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| But you can rise above, rise above it all
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| Don’t listen to the lies, that try to make you feel so small
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| Cause you’re a hurricane, and you’re riding through the storm
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| Riding through the storm
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| They told me I wouldn’t make it and I should quit
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| Well their predic-tion was wrong so this song’s for you
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| The people that pray, I fall and crawl into a fetal position
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| The ones that never forget to mention the whole Em comparison
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| Like we lived in the same dimension separated from birth from the umbilical
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| cord extension
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| Extended to be the second Marshall Mathers, pretending
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| To be Slim Shady on records but I wreck and I never fake or pretended
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| To be anyone but Denace, and anyone that knows me
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| Knows I am the realest to ever compose all the instrumentals
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| Man I’m sick of it, all of you can lick a dick
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| I’ma pull on ligaments till everything is slim-a-bit
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| Did you catch that? |
| I hope you caught that
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| I hope you know the skill i have can’t be bought jack!
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| Or be taught. |
| So all you can lie in chalk
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| While I embark these rap charts, this is your end like you have a bad heart!
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| They told me I wouldn’t make it and I should quit
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| Well guess what I quit, quit caring about shit
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| Quit caring about what anybody has to say
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| About me and me being a damn cast away
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| I’m moving at a faster rate before my ass decay
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| All my doubters past away right in back of me
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| What you lack is the fact your opinions are as flat as a
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| Tire that just blew out, shut your trap ok?
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| I’ve traveled the road, less travel, I’ve battled through obstacles that weak
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| people can’t handle
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| Walked through sand without sandals
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| Held down my beliefs when their was no handle
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| I beat the odds with my voice through the speaker box
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| It’s like the two of us being compared, it’s like an equinox
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| The ship has sailed they told me but I don’t see the docks
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| I’m on my way to the top, in my own spaceship
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| Success I can taste it, Denace, hurry chase it
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| This is life’s test you better ace it, face it!
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| That’s the face-lift we’re all yearning for, embrace it!
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| How many tears have I shed? |
| Over the years that I bled
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| Blood and sweat through my paws, till I am easily dead
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| I’ma freeze them and keep them as souvenirs
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| Till I reach all human ears and make 'em fall in love like cupid was here
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| Fuck it I’m stuck in this
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| To the day I’m gone I’m spitting raps up in this
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| Motherfucker till everybody’s loving this
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| Kid that has been dedicated, punch your stomachs in
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| They hate it but i penetrated, through a bunch of them
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| Fuck it, I’m crushing 'em
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| All my dreams I’m touchin' 'em
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| They said I couldn’t do it, but I’m doing it, it sucks doesn’t it?
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| No one was there when I was pushing and shoving it
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| All I saw was doubt in you, doubt in my abilities
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| To fulfill my dreams when I dreamt the dream
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| That couldn’t be seen by the normal eye
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| My vision is finally seen
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| I believed in myself when no one else did
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| You could say I wanted the world, a selfish-ass-kid
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| Now I am doing what I’ve always wanted, and that’s rap, man
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| I may be white but I am dope as hell, like crack man
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| Yeah, I kept pushing, I never quit
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| Most people would’ve quit through the obstacles they went through,
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| they would’ve shut down, they would’ve buckled. |
| I kept pushing,
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| I kept fighting
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| Look where I’m at now, I’m doing what the fuck I wanna do, when I wanna do it
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| and how I wanna do it, you know… Ride through the storm man |