| First of all most, a toast to my mama, my pops
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| My daughter and my life, there’s no one more important than my life
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| Without them I wouldn’t be alive in the literal sense
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| And in the mind they are my inspiration to grind
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| My reason to live, rest in peace to my grandmothers and my uncles
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| That mold to the person I became and for that I love you
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| It’s difficult to explain through lyrics how much I miss you
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| Please accept the success I’ve achieved as a tribute
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| A testament to your impact
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| Your influence on everything I’ve ever did, you’ll forever live
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| I never been a religious person but still bear witness to a higher power
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| Some only pray in their final hour
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| But I remain grateful for my blessings
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| Thankful to the high, for the many gifts where the present
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| Past the futuristic, blessed to be able to express myself through words
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| A gift, thanks, use the lyrics
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| (Interlude)
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| The winner is…
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| Ill Bill… number one
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| I feel very grateful, very humble
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| I wanna thank everyone
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| I’ve waited a very long time
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| I dedicate this to you for believing in me
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| I just wanna say… thanks… thank you
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| Secondly I’d like to address where it all pop
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| From fabric it rolled to your block
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| God of the booze, it’s all god marking the dude
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| Marking the groove, sharpening tools, we mad as a goon shoe
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| It’s shoe cast, a modern day goose scotch
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| It’s ice cold though, Siberian summers appear hotter
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| Quite bulk like a Nigerian underwear bomma
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| Dope war, folklore, coke call, smoke ball
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| Morbid appetite so they torture past my folklore
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| Try to stab me with a knife? |
| To be exact
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| Blindfully attack, try full to get whacked, rhyming is a factor
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| Any to order any rap, any war, any rap
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| Close the door on petty crap
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| Very happy thankful to my best of friends
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| How to cup ties with any of the very many snakes in the grass that left me for
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| dead
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| Dumped in the river, swept in the ocean
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| Heavy emotion, stand firm though the end is approachin I’m open
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| (Interlude)
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| The winner is…
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| Ill Bill… number one
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| Ladies and gentleman, a real round of applause
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| Yall appointed me to bring rap justice
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| I’ve waited a very long time
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| I dedicate this to you for believing in me
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| It’s truly fantastic
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| To show our appreciation for you
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| Lastly I’d like to thank all my influences
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| And various inspiration of the dividables that got me in the music business
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| I go fam first so I appreciate mine
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| Thanks to my fans, you my family, I take pride
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| In your support and every album you bought
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| Down for life, I love yall for never doubting your boy
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| Same when yall love LL Cool J and Kiss
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| One mainly wanna rock, the other mainly wanna spit
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| Regroup and maybe wanna flip em both at the same time
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| Slayin but Scarface inspired me write the same rhymes
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| That’s in the laws of Brooklyn, accepting my fake ID
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| Open for several to reveal when I was only 17
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| Thanks to playin in justice
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| Thanks to Ace London Studios for letting us rehearse when we ain’t have nothing
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| And shouts to all of yall that said I couldn’t do it
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| You gave me the fire to kick down the door and walk through it
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| (Interlude)
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| The winner is…
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| Ill Bill… number one
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| I feel very grateful, very humble
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| No thanks to many many people
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| I’ve waited a very long time
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| I dedicate this to you for believing in me
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| What more could I say? |
| I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave
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| the way
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| Ill Bill, rap crusader
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| Rap crusader
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| Ill Bill, rap crusader
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| Rap crusader
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| Ill Bill, rap crusader
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| Ill Bill, rap crusader |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Acceptance Speech , by - Ill Bill. Song from the album The Grimy Awards, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп