| Ay, ay, ay
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| Good to see you, come on, let's go
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| Yeah! |
| Let's go!
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| Alright, alright, okay
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| Alright, okay
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| Alright, okay
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| Return of the Mack
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| Get 'em, what it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't
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| Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
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| Instead of getting on the Internet
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| And checking a new hit me, get up
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| Thrift shop, pimp-strut walkin'
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| Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
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| Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby
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| Sweater game, nope nope, y'all can't copy
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| Yup, Bad, moonwalking, this here is our party
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| My posse's been on Broadway, and we did it our way
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| Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones
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| Into everything I record to it and yet I'm on
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| Let that stage light go and shine on down
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| Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style
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| Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds
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| But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town
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| Trust me, on my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit, hustlin'
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| Chasing dreams since I was fourteen
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| With the four-track, bussin'
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| Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushin'
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| Labels out here, nah, they can't tell me nothin'
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| We give that to the people, spread it across the country
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| Labels out here, nah, they can't tell me nothin'
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| We give it to the people, spread it across the country
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Now, can I kick it? |
| Thank you
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| Yeah, I'm so damn grateful
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| I grew up really wanting gold fronts
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| But that’s what you get when Wu-Tang raised you
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| Y'all can't stop me
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| Go hard like I got a 808 in my heartbeat
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| And I'm eating at the beat like you gave a little speed
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| To a great white shark on Shark Week, raw!
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| Tell me go up, gone
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| Deuces, goodbye, I got a world to see
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| And my girl, she wanna see Rome
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| Caesar'll make you a believer
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| Nah, I never ever did it for a throne
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| That validation comes from giving it back to the people
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| Now sing a song, and it goes like
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| Raise those hands, this is our party
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| We came here to live life like nobody was watching
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| I got my city right behind me, if I fall, they got me
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| Learn from that failure, gain humility
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| And then we keep marching, I said…
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| And so we put our hands up
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| And so we put our hands up
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh…
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| Na na na na, na na na na
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| Hey-ee ay-ee ay-ee ay ay-ee ay-ee, hey
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| And all my people say
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| Na na na na, na na na na
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| Hey-ee ay-ee ay-ee ay ay-ee ay-ee, hey
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| And all my people say
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| Na na na na, na na na na
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| And all my people say
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| Na na na na, na na na na
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| Mack-le-eh-eh-eh-eh-more!
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Can we go back? |
| This is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us |