| The race is not to dismiss so I run it
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| Money or no money, I’ma keep it 100
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| Life ain’t easy but I can’t run from it
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| If getting it wasn’t hard, everybody would have done it
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| Instead of seeing the Sun, I be weathering the rain
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| The inner pain is something I could never explain
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| Whatever the game holds and my future contains
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| It couldn’t be tougher than what I already overcame
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| I don’t sniff no lines, commit no crimes
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| Pushing it to the limits still I get no shine
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| I’m tryna leave a legacy and hit more minds
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| Contemplated retirement at least four time
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| Got myself out from under the spell
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| Looked in the mirror and said, «I gotta be the one to prevail»
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| Revamp the game plan, I was scared as Hell
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| But failing to prepare is preparing to fail
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| Perceptions of me are so convoluted
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| Got an automatic weapon and no time to shoot it
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| Self-analysis is so therapeutic
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| I done did my work now it’s your turn to do it
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| I’ve been around the world in multiple time zones
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| Got treated like a king with 79 thrones
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| Styles and instrumentals I done put my rhymes on
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| Then I get treated like I’m nobody when I’m home
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| Still I keep on pursuing my high mind
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| There’s still no point to keep riding the sideline
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| You ain’t never paid dues, you don’t know how to grind
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| You experience defeat and mind force nine times
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| But I won’t hate another man’s position
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| I gotta try to rectify my own damn condition
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| I can’t win like a gunfighter who’s handsome
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| packing a gun but
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| I done came too far, I done came too far
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| We done came too far
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| It’s time to stand up on your own two and claim who you are
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me
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| I see life differently since I’m older
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| My mind is messed up, my heart is colder
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| I had a chip, the folks acting bolder
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| Now I got a whole oaktree on my shoulder
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| Life is like rain that don’t stack up
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| If you can’t handle the pressure then pack up
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| It ain’t about how many times you get knocked down
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| It’s about how many times that you get back up
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| I’m tired of hearing grown men gasping and bitching
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| Put an apron on, take your ass into the kitchen
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| Fix a meal for me then hold my call
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| Since you acting like a women go wash my drawers
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| See, winning is a combo of mind and muscle
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| Overcoming the obstacles, life’s a tussle
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| Haters and cops looking every night to bust you
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| Trade the game in for a righteous hustle
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| Life ain’t all good so don’t confuse it
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| There’s somebody right now about to lose it
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| A dangerous fool they about to choose
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| Wanna be in the band but can’t face the music
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| Nothing but negativity you going through
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| Gun to your own head, thinking should I do it
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| Had a goal in your mind but you didn’t pursue it
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| Still living but your loaded with embalming fluid
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| Hold your head up high
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| Brother, don’t you know it’s all over when you die
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| Focus on your talent, make your money multiply
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| Don’t you got a family to feed, this ain’t no time to sit around and cry
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| Your life’s your own car why you asking to ride
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| It’s time to drive, get up out the passenger side
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| You’re the first, not a clone, the best ever known
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| And able to do whatever you focus your mind on
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| I done came too far, I done came too far
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| We done came too far
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| It’s time to stand up on your own two and claim who you are
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me
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| I got kicked in the ass and my dreams were shattered
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| Was at a part when nothing really seemed to matter
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| My brain was all scattered, I was feeling the struggle
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| But I put it back together like a jigsaw puzzle
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| Your blessings seems to come slow as molasses
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| But the masses put to God, you going the fastest
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| I ain’t tryna die in the street, just as I was trying to eat
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| I’d rather work 9 to 5 in the heat
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| You can master your domain, god so let it be
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| How you do ten years but can’t make it into three?
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| Institutionalized, living in a spiritual grave
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| You gave and got nothing like a modern day slave
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| Couldn’t even get a job, a felony on your back |
| Now you at the same dope corner, selling people crack
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| The game ain’t never over, I’m telling you the facts
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| Your conscience keep on saying, «Why the Hell you doing that»
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| You gonna live, die, laugh, cry
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| Spend they whole lifetime wondering why
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| Hoping on a false dream, look into the sky
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| Never knowing the happiness money couldn’t buy
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| The world that made you wild, afraid to smile
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| Television and video games that raise your child
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| If your TV’s broke down, rearrange your panel
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| When I see drama approaching I don’t change the channel
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| Got the preacher of the poor been shouting and telling lies
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| While the congregation broke from paying ties
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| Put your faith into G-O-D and put it first
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| And the streets pay for the best, be prepared for the worst
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| Understand you can be whatever you wanna be
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| As a manner thicker than his heart, so is he
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| Get bread, take it home, divide the whole stack
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| When it’s seems that it can’t go
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| I done came too far, I done came too far
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| We done came too far
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| It’s time to stand up on your own two and claim who you are
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can knock me but can’t stop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me
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| You can pop me but can’t drop me |