| I just wanna win, yeah
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| I just wanna win, yeah
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| I know I’m gunna win, yeah
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| Cause I just wanna win, yeah
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, under-, under-, underdog
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, u-u-u-u-u-u-
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| They call me Nay Nay, underrated, and crazy
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| Cause I’ve been working on this rap shit and I practice it daily
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| I’m never lazy, the game can never change me
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| No matter how much money or fame the people gave me
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| I’m from the beach I’m wavy, so you can call me Shwayze
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| Rap till my face is blue, I’m not talking Jay-Z's baby
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| Everything is gravy cause the way my momma raised me
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| I know my city made me and somehow hip-hop had saved me
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| Yeah, your flow is something pitiful
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| You rhyme like you’re in middle school
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| You see I’m at the pinnacle, a general, you’re minuscule
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| With no brain, no wonder you got a mini skull
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| See I get brain, your girl stay on my genitals
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| I’m insane, I spit flames, my venom spews
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| A true villain, I’m truth spillin, a menace dude
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| You can take a trip, tie a knot around your tennis shoes |
| I’m telling you, I won’t quit, never been the type to lose
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| The kid is hopeful, focused on what he goes through
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| He’s vocal like he’s supposed to
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| This local wants to compose tunes
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| It’s so true, I don’t do all the the things I’m’s’posed to
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| Instead I make my own rulesI’ll take it back to old school
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| Intelligent and excellent, never ever embellish it
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| Letters put in my sentences, sellin' it with some predicates
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| Got etiquette, I do it for the hell of it
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| They mess around with medicines making themselves irrelevant
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| Shakespeare of this rap shit, backflip words they’re elastic
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| Drastic, spastic on every beat, no practice, fact: it’s madness
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| A savage until I’m livin lavish
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| Oh damn, Nay Nay is goin HAM
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| Everyone wave their hands
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| Like they’re reachin' for Uncle Sam
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| I’m preachin' like I’m the man
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| Cause I know you know who I am
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| They play my shit in Japan, San Fran, even Iran
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| Yo, I’m too ill, I will show my skill and kill what you spill
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| I’m real, I’m soul-filled
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| But still, a lot of people hatin' on me and I’m just waitin to see |
| What they be once I start makin some cheese
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, under-, under-, underdog
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, u-u-u-u-u-u-
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| I’m as ready as I’ll ever be
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| I better be a centerpiece
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| My energy’s my memories
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| I better leave a legacy
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| Ahead of all my enemies
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| The melody’s a remedy
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| I cannot see my destiny
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| But know I’ll make it mentally
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| I’m movin' units Independently
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| You’re losin your identity
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| I’ll prove I got the chemistry ro cleverly get celery
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| You’re dead to me, you Kennedy
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| The best of the whole century
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| Can I just get my medal please?
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| These fools didn’t believe until they saw me achieve
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| And I just find this funny
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| Cause they coulda been part of the team when I had started this dream
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| Now they just plot and they scheme watching my profits increase
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| Jeez, that’s what backstabbers do
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| I’m bustin' inside boxes like I’m Crash Bandicoot
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| Yeah I’m back handin' you, I’m just smackin this dude
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| Leavin' him black and then blue, even his passion is bruised |
| I’m not whacker than you, I spit spectacular jewels
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| And I’m just rockin, I’m not stoppin, I’m just passing you fools
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| Nowadays a lot of rappers aren’t what they claim
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| They’re just run by the game until their pockets deflate
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| Yeah, they roll a pair of dice in hopes to reach a paradise
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| But don’t spit at my fahrenheit
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| It seems that they’re scared of heights
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| While I feel like I’m on top of it all
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| And I won’t stumble or fall
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| Watchin' you fumble the ball
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| Put me in the game coach, I just wanna kill it
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| Think we are the same? |
| Nope! |
| I am at the ceilin'
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| I’m spillin' these feelin’s on to a beat that I’m killin'
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| And at the haters I’m grillin' because the lines that I’m dealin'
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| Then I step out for the crowd and the stadium roars
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| And that is not even loud compared to times I score
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| I like the way that it sounds so you know I do it some more
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| Rappin is my passion and it seeps from my pores
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| Make the competition blow the whistle, need a time out
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| Went from zero to hero, and now you tryna find out how
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| Start the game back up, ain’t got time for tryouts |
| You fuckin' with the squad, you gunna need yourself a hideout
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| One nation, under God
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| With a population that is full of frauds
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| With dedication I beat the odds
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| So celebrate the underdogs
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog (underdog)
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| I step out and you know I hear the thunder dog (oh my god)
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| Keep it real, so you know I stay one hunnid dog (hunnid dog)
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| Save the game, say my name, know I got it all
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, under-, under-, under-, underdog
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| I got all y’all rooting for the underdog
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| Underdog, u-u-u-u-u-u-
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| Underdog, under-, under-, underdog
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| Underdog, under-, under-, underdog |