| Fabricate the truth
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| I’ll give you easy it’ll keep me destitute
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| You hang me up on the line, hang me out to dry
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| And you got nothing to lose
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| Dreaming big, town is small
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| Yeah its going down all
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| I need is a microphone I’m head for the crown y’all
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| Call me wack, call me weak say I’ll never blow, Memphis Bleek
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| They know like the radio that Hendersin was meant to speak
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| I’m on these tracks just like Thomas
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| I’m the truth, just being honest
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| Ya’ll a bunch of Martin and Anthony’s yeah thats pre Madonnas
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| Wayne Brady they know the deal
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| Hendersin just showing skill
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| Way that I just go at Will you can call me Uncle Phill
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| You working but I work harder
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| Till the day I’m Mr. Carter
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| My girl is a mix between Mrs. Larter and Mrs. Carter
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| And I’ll never dumb it down I guess what I just spit is smarter
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| I’m a master of my trade no I won’t forget to barter
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| You know I won’t forget it
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| And when it comes to life you know I won’t regret it
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| Yeah, I’ll say that shit simple and plain
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| If you thinking Ima change well you must be insane motherfucker
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| All made up inside your head
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| You write me out of it and use your words instead
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| You hold me just out of reach, keep me pounding the beat
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| You want me to change, change, change
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| You want me to change
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| You want me to change, change, change
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| You want me to change
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| (I'm still me, I’m still Henny, Yeah I’m feeling like the one and you just one
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| of many) x2
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| Jigga had that Hard Knock life, 50 getting rich or die
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| Headed to that B-side records looking for some shit to buy
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| Had that Eminem when Nelly spoke that Country Grammar
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| Dre Chronic 2001 well that shit hit like a hammer
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| Had that Kanye West right around when he dropped out
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| First Fabulous thats when Luda popped out Southern Hospitality, that shit
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| shaped my reality
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| Killing it with Styles P, that shit was like a casualty
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| Yeah, listening to Pete Rock
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| Nas It Ain’t Hard To Tell, pumped me up like some Reeboks
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| Yeah and catch me driving in the car, listening to Black Starr
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| Shit had me tryna beat box
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| Bumping that Notorious, while I’m feeling glorious
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| Diddy in the video saying we victorious
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| Yeah, made me what I am today
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| If you thinking I’ma change I suggest you walk away motherfucker
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| All made up inside your head
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| You write me out of it and use your words instead
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| You hold me just out of reach, keep me pounding the beat
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| You want me to change, change, change
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| You want me to change
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| You want me to change, change, change
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| You want me to change
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| (I'm still me, I’m still Henny, Yeah I’m feeling like the one and you just one
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| of many) x2 |