| I want you to pay attention to this, know what I’m saying?
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| Listen up, alright?
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| Ughh, alright, man, alright, yo
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| You bust lead? |
| So do I
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| Except mine impregnates the page, giving birth to thoughts that unify
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| You fuck little girls; |
| I make love to women
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| My words uplift; |
| yours are poisonous, like venom
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| I’m an emcee, you’re a rapper
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| I’m as real as they come, while half the guys you idolize are just actors
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| You run from commitment; |
| I remain loyal
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| You call women bitches; |
| I call ‘em queens ‘cause they’re royal
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| You make rap songs; |
| I make soul music
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| When God speaks through rhythm, will you go to it?
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| Yo, I save my cash; |
| yours, you blow through it
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| I say, «Your child’s special»; |
| you say, «He's so stupid»
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| I’m pouring my heart out in everything written
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| You’re scared, you look soft, heart remains hidden
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| Ayyo, on touchy subjects, nerves I stay hitting
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| But I ain’t better than you; |
| I just think different
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different
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| My fam run things while you run your jewelry
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| Yo, my peeps will pop-lock; |
| you tough guys pop toolies
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| You rock gems, I drop gems; |
| Xerox copy ‘em
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| While I originate material to stimulate
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| Positive thought patterns when the chosen start gathering
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| We bar none; |
| Yo, I got jokes, you are one
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| I’m out doing it while you talk about it
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| I’m constantly in the mix while you walk around it
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| You try, I do; |
| I’m wise, you’re clueless
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| I get the job done, you fail and make excuses
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| I’m a gentleman, your behavior’s abusive
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| Yo, I’m patient; |
| you’re jumping the gun—false start
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| You’re caught up in dress codes; |
| I’ll shop at Walmart
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| Sucker, I’m all heart, and you’re half-hearted
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| Yo, you suckers are vandals; |
| we’re graff' artists
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| Thought you had the last laugh, but we laugh hardest
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different
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| You fall in love with body parts; |
| I connect mentally
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| With my female counterpart before we bond physically
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| Cats I chill with rap about revolution
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| While you rap about drug abuse and distribution
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| You wanna be like Mike; |
| yo, I wanna be me
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| My queen’s hard to obtain, and yours is easy
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| We both from Maryland but we’re repping D. C
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| We all front sometimes—that's how emcees be
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| My word is bond and yours is worthless
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| You’re mainstream; |
| I’m beneath the surface
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| I stay working hard, while you’re hardly working
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| All you want is money and your dick sucked—are you certain?
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| Yo, I want a better world for our seeds to live in
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| I put faith in myself, not the system
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| Yo, we’re trying to travel, so why you making pit stops?
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| You cats is rap, and I’m hip hop
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different
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| Is the glass half-full or half-empty?
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| It’s based on your perspective, quite simply
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| We’re the same and we’re not; |
| know what I’m saying? |
| Listen
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| Son, I ain’t better than you, I just think different |