| No, we don’t talk about it
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| No, we don’t talk about it
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| I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it
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| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
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| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
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| I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way, yeah
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| Swear I’m on my way, uh
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| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah
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| Like the holiday season I’m back to wrapping
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| I’m back to yapping on tracks
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| I’ll be gone for a minute
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| Never stop at the rhythm
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| I’mma kill it when these motherfuckers feel it
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| Yo from the boom to the bap I’ll be taking these tracks
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| Through the heart and the soul, put it back in the rap
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| I just really wanna touch these kids
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| No MJ when I write like this
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| Yo you ain’t half the man like a minotaur
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| And I’ve been working, I feel that spark
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| And some hate my start, some hate my art
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| And some kill it with no motherfucking handlebars
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| No escaping the suites like escaping the sweets
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| They still leave you with some cavities
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| Casualties when I master the beat
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| Like an angry vegan I’m attacking the beet
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| For a minute now, all of my enemies all spit ‘em out
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| All of these arenas I’ll be filling out
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| Like a W-2 I got nothing to lose in this readiris pool with my rhetoric
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| Bitch I’m a celibate, but not by choice
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| Fuck it
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| I’mma be the only one to catapult above it
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| Let me grab my things and I’ll be on my way
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| (Yeah)
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| Swear I’m on my way, uh
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| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah
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| Yeah, people would die for a little bit of fame
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| Talk about money, they all want the same
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| It’s just ignorant bullshit, it’s all really useless
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| If I hear again, then I might just lose it
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| They stumble in the game no gain so clueless
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| So many idiots wonder why I do this
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| Ain’t nobody real and I see right through it
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| For them to pick up the clues, man these motherfuckers blew it
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| Back to the rap, I been at it for days
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| Picking up the pen, a new, different ways
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| Some fans want trap, but I really wanna rap
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| I got something to prove, I got something to say
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| This is my life
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| Waited for the drop when the time is right
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| Hope the fans are cops, so I know it’s nice
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| And resonate with every single word I type
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| This my life
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| This my life
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| This is everything I do
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| And if a doubter tries to bring me down they just don’t have a clue
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| Writing ‘til my fingers blue
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| I got nothing else to lose
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| And I’m finally ‘bout to make it cause I got this rap shit going on my way
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| (Yeah)
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| Swear I’m on my way, uh
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| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah
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| No, we don’t talk about it
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| No, we don’t talk about it
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| I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it
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| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
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| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside
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| I’m on my way
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| I’m on my way, yeah
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| Swear on my way, uh
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| Yeah I’m on my way
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| Yeah, yeah |