| Midwest whatup
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| Let me get my theme music, Kells
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| Some say, you can only judge a man by what he has
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| And I got a whole city behind me.
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| (Whatup, yeah)
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| Let it run
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| (Whatup)
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| I like this
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| (Whatup, yeah, whatup)
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| And you know what they say
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| With great power comes great responsibility (yeah)
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| And let it be known
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| I got this
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| We are, the best motherfuckers in this spot
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| They can’t see who’s in it cause the windows all tinted
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| This is, more than the business, the fame and the image
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| This is natural, no gimmicks, rappers actin' like Gwyneth
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| Lumps in my denim they swear I done shitted'
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| I don’t give a flyin' fuck that’s why they call me «lieutenant»
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| Try to play me like a kitten, homie you kiddin?
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| You rappers are nothing serious, I call you a scrimmage
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| Breathe, bring it back to the map
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| We just grinding here first, we just happened to rap
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| Lost a friend to the night, still battlin' that
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| There wasn’t any type of show, they just happened to clap
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| Promised him, if you music’s a race, I’d be running the track
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| And if I come out the winner, I ain’t runnin' it back |
| Wasted my whole entire life runnin' from Jack
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| Once in a lifetime’s now and I ain’t runnin' from that, yeah
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| We own the night, all black Chucks on
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| The new generation, no black tux on
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| Rather fitted jeans, no inches to cut on
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| And the talent that you willin' to bet a million bucks on
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| This is my story, so this is real shit
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| Everything I want, this is what the real get
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| Dream big, the Empire State feelin'
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| Money taller than the Empire State building
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| Don’t get it twisted, I ain’t rich yet, but I’m straight
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| Whoever thought I’d make that killin' of my wordplay
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| I did, I’ve been knowing since the first day
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| Revenge can be many things, success is the worst way
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| I see they faces now, but I’m way too real to care
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| My night is coming soon, I feel it in the air
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| Somebody’s gotta run the town before the smoke clears
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| This kingdom is now without a king, look people I’m here
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| Life’s a game but it’s not fair
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| I break the rules so I don’t care
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| So I keep doing my own thing
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| Walking tall against the rain
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| Victory’s within the mile |
| Almost there don’t give up now
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| Only thing that’s on my mind is who’s gonna run this town tonight
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| Hey (etc.)
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| Who’s gonna run this town tonight
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| This is what greatness sounds like, y’all
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| So beautiful don’t you agree?
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| You know who it is
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| Kells |