| What is this I’m appraochin' what is this appraochin' me
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| All the time I’m out on the grind, now what is this supposed to be
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| I’m a Memphis born pimp, nigga don’t nobody wanna flex
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| Raised up in OrangeMound, live in T-E-X-A-S, breakin' necks
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| Ain’t no tellin' what the future hold to be
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| When he or she tries to bring they stupid shit to MJG
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| I thought that we could win the war, conquer the battle, take the pain
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| Struggle up through the fuckin' strain, beat the heat, soak the rain
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| Up, AHHHH I feel I wanna breathe again
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| But soon as i come up in life you tend to watch my dividends
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| Hopin' I slip and fall just so you can capitalize
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| Can’t thank about shit plus it’s nationalized, in the skies
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| Phony shikes will stick you right before your eyes
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| No surprise, all they wanted was a money rise
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| Sunny dried out game hustlers on they last leg
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| Game dead all that shit they say be the same said shit
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| Sometimes, sometimes I feel I’m at the bottom of the list, what is this
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| What is this, reality or just a dream
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| Everything ain’t what it seems
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| Picture it on a tv screen
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| What is this, visions of a broken hope
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| Strategies of the most serious wisdom just a joke
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| Who would’ve thought in the midnight hour I could exercise a pen
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| Bring the life to sound effects, feel the thunder and the wind
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| Sets of ten flip ya mind strengthen up ya weakened cells
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| Generate ya inner spirit, leave ya with some shit to tell
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| Still it seems all my dreams come with fuckin' side effects
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| I thought I seen the worst but I ain’t seen a damn thang yet
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| A lot of thieves outta nowhere, first-time MC’s should thank God
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| For first-time platinum, that shit is hard
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| Hell let me put a bug in ya ear, catch the buzz
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| With a lot of MC’s go straight today ain’t what they was
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| But what they is, the lessons I learn as my life I live
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| Ain’t worried bout when I’m gon' receive it I gots to give
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| Where ya conscience at how do you expect to prosper long
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| For blessings sent to you for reasons that got you gone
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| Damn, I thought I had the game tight in my fist
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| Came to find that I was tied in the twist, what is this
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| How come every MC feel he got the skills to sell a mill
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| But when my record sell a mill ah hell that shit just can’t be real
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| I’m flabergasted, am I the only rapper not afraid
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| To come with what I feel in my heart and get paid
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| No enemies, at least that I know of, I’m for sho' of
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| If you hate I’ma show love, kick back and blow bud
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| I look over shit that the people say who don’t know me
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| Just like the hustlers who looked over them before me
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| You owe me, I owe you, we owe each other
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| So how the fuck you think I owe you something
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| Cause you don’t owe me nothin'
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| You bluff, with ya career skills steps to be
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| Take it, I’m in it for the longevity
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| You racing, misplacin' thangs you was taught
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| For the thangs of the world, gettin' sold bein' bought
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| Resist temptations cause temptation is a BITCH
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| Where am I (Where am I) am I, what is this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What Is This , by - MJG. Song from the album No More Glory, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп