| Yeah, I got some shit I gotta say
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| Check
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| Since sixteen, I had big dreams, I used to keep 'em hidden
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| By nineteen, shit I seen the truth up in the system
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| A lot of cats I hoop with end up shooting something different
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| Or just missing the ambition but the proof is in the privilege
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| There’s kids I met in college only down there boozing, sniffing
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| Popping new prescriptions, choosing women to abuse
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| Until it’s been four years, maybe five
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| So tell me why they still on corners, stop-and-frisking
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| But the frat house stay unlisted
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| Shit, you and I both know the reason
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| It’s black, it’s white, but still the power about where the green is
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| For real, and I done known a lot of dealers
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| And known a lot of interns
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| The main difference, hustlers get paid in the end-term
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| So only passion really impress me
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| Gangsters and scholars respect me so you really don’t stress me
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| They get defensive when I spit but no one really could check me
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| They send me traps but I move past them, no one really compress me
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| And I know a lot of peers that try to act like rappers
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| But they still ain’t got the heart to say that Black lives matter
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| See, they came for the slang and they stayed for the drugs
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| Me, I came for the knowledge and I stayed for the love
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| Millions of poor kids and we teaching them the wrong way
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| Think I give a fuck if Hov cheated on Beyoncé?
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| Children starving, cops killing people for nothing
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| But you think that I should worry bout who Rihanna be fucking?
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| That’s no slight to 'em, but to the bullshit I throw AdBlock
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| Pops taught me 'bout this shit back when we would slap-box
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| 'Cause while they show you the left, they hit you with the right
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| That’s why I keep a wide perspective, so that everything’s in sight
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| Was times I let the bleakness pervade everything in life
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| But now I’m thinking 'bout getting better every single night
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| Take the darkest of the thoughts and I try to give 'em light
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| And they tried to give me pills, I just told 'em «give a mic»
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| «Okay, guys, now I just came from the park, and this kid teasing me because I
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| have Filas on. |
| Now, mind you I am not a material person. |
| I just wear Filas
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| because, you know, I like the colour and I think they’re cool. |
| They might not
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| be what’s popular today, but you know, that’s what I like. |
| So, you know,
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| I told the kid, 'It's not about what I have on my feet, it’s about what I have
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| inside my head. |
| No matter what I’m wearing, no matter what I have on,
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| it’s about my information, the knowledgeable things in life. |
| These sneakers
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| are not even going to fit you in 20 years from now…» |