| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Might as well cut the breaks
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| Cause we don’t stop
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| And we don’t wait until its too late
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Red line for the chase
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| Full tilt, we hit the red line for the chase
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| Welcome to the chase that’s life man
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| What you can hold up in your left and your right hand
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| And it could change overnight with the right plan
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| With little more than a macbook and a micstand, look where I took it
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| And I don’t tail coats, nor suits and ties
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| And I don’t ride coattails, bye to the routine, I’m
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| Buckled up for a beautiful, if at times suitable, for vagabond dude type life
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| Don’t view it as failure if I miss it
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| I just figure I proved that that way gets turfed
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| In the process of elimination gotta keep proving wrongs till the right one works
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| So we’re persevering, polishing the tracks til it hurts to hear em
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| Bout to embark on the journey of an era
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| So its only right ima build us a ship worth steering, say it with me
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Might as well cut the breaks
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| Cause we don’t stop
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| And we don’t wait until its too late
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Red line for the chase
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| Full tilt, we hit the red line for the chase
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| Screw the rules if they mess with the tune of my message
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| Whats expected can’t touch what you’re doing if its destined
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| Do the hard yards, step by footstep
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| Cause with opportunity comes effort
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| Its more than a debate on whose is the greatest
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| Credits ue to all the true imitators
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| I followed in their footsteps, now I’m blazing
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| A new trail for the future, till fruits of my labour
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| Are ripe for the tasting, forever be chasing
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| Success, its for those who despite condemnation
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| Kept going, and failures forsaken
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| For those who didn’t know how close they were when they gave in
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| Stay patient, but don’t hesitate
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| Cause everything comes to those who hustle while they wait
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| So let em kick back, ima overtake their place
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| Ima chase it until it ain’t a chase, but for now I’m saying
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Might as well cut the breaks
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| Cause we don’t stop
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| And we don’t wait until its too late
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Red line for the chase
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| Full tilt, we hit the red line for the chase
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| I make a promise to you mama
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| If I don’t end up a lawyer, swear I’ll still be a rich motherfucker
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| One way or another
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| But I don’t need all the worlds money in my life to love it, I’m gonna
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| Ride for the come up, rise till I lay down
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| Shine till the suns up, rhyme till I break ground
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| Lights blurred, no safety belt
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| I’m on the chase hard out man, success ain’t gonna make itself
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| And I ain’t gonna wake when I’m old
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| And regret that I woke out of a dream, just to chase the gold
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| Nah ima hold tight
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| On this rollercoaster of a ride called life, and I am
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| Prepared for the worst, but expecting the best
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| You can ride alongside or get left for dead
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| Repping A U S man, Melbourne in the place
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| Since we finish where we start yo, welcome to the chase
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Might as well cut the breaks
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| Cause we don’t stop
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| And we don’t wait until its too late
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| Ayo, I’m putting the pedal to metal
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| Red line for the chase
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| Full tilt, we hit the red line for the chase |