| Calmly, feel myself evolving
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| Appalling, so much I’m not divulging
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| Been stalling, I think I hear applauding, they’re calling
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| Mixtapes aren’t my thing, but it’s been awfully exhausting
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| Hanging on to songs this long is daunting
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| Which caused me to have to make a call I thought was ballsy
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| Resulting in what you see today, proceed indulging
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| As always, the one-trick pony’s here, so quit your sulking
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| Born efficient, got ambition, sorta vicious, yup, that’s me
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| Not artistic, unrealistic, chauvinistic, not those things
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| Go the distance, so prolific, posts are cryptic, move swiftly
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| Unsubmissive, the king of mischief, the golden ticket, rare sight to see
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| I stay committed, embrace the rigid
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| I’m playful with it, yeah, basically
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| Too great to mimic, you hate, you’re bitter
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| No favoritism, that’s fine with me
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| Create the riddles, portrayed uncivil
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| Unsafe a little, oh, yes, indeed
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| It’s plain and simple, I’m far from brittle
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| Unbreakable, you following?
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| I’m Bruce Willis in a train wreck
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| I’m like tradin' in your car for a new jet
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| I’m like havin' a boss getting upset
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| 'Cause you asked him for less on your paycheck
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| I’m like doin' headstands with a broke neck
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| I’m like watchin' your kid take his first steps
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| I’m like sayin' Bill Gates couldn’t pay rent
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| 'Cause he’s too broke, where am I goin' with this?
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| Unbelievable, yes, yes, inconceivable
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| See myself as fairly reasonable
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| But at times I can be stubborn, so
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| If I have to, I will rock the boat
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| I don’t tend to take the easy road
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| That’s just not the way I like to roll
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| What you think’s probably unfeasible
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| I’ve done already a hundredfold
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| A hundredfold, it’s probable
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| That I might press the envelope
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| Ideas so astronomical
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| Sometimes I find 'em comical
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| Yeah, incomparable
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| Replay value phenomenal
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| Beat selection remarkable
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| Slowing me down, impossible
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| I don’t rock no Rollies
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| I don’t hang around no phonies
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| I don’t really got no trophies
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| I don’t know why God chose me
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| Got somethin' in the cup, ain’t codeine
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| Change my style, they told me
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| Now they come around like, «Homie»
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| Man, y’all better back up slowly, back up slowly
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| Who are you kiddin'?
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| How could you doubt me? |
| I’ve always delivered
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| Rippin' the teeth out of the back of my mouth’s
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| The closest you get to my wisdom
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| See, my initial thought was to wait
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| But what can I say? |
| I had to come visit
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| Check on you guys, you doin' alright?
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| Your year really sucked? |
| Yeah, that’s what I figured
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| They cover they heads up whenever I drop
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| Shake the whole industry, put 'em in shock
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| Come out the clouds like a meteor rock
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| Then land on the earth like, «Ready or not?»
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| Ain’t no one like me, the cream of the crop
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| Don’t even front better, give me some props
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| I pick up your body and throw it a block
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| Okay, I admit it, that’s over the top—not!
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| Deer in the headlights looks every time I step my foot
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| On the ground, I get mistook
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| For a lame with no weight to his name
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| Ground just shook
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| Let’s not beat around the bush
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| Even my B-sides throw 'em off like, «How's he do it?»
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| Some say I’m a great influence
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| I don’t know about that, but I did do the best I could
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| «Hollywood, Hollywood
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| Hope Nate doesn’t go Hollywood»
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| You think that, you don’t know me good
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| You think that, you don’t know me good
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| «Hollywood, Hollywood
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| Hope Nate doesn’t go Hollywood»
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| You think that, you don’t know me good
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| You think that, you don’t know me
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| I-I-I, I always advance
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| Say how I feel, you know where I stand
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| Raisin' the bar, I gotta expand
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| Top of the charts, I’m settin' up camp
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| Pound in my stakes, I put up my tent
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| Shoot for the stars, they fall in my hand
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| Stick to my guns, I don’t even flinch
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| Can push all you want, ain’t movin' an inch
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| I rarely miss, you know I’m relentless
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| Ain’t got a choice, no way to prevent it
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| Just who I am, and I don’t regret it
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| See what I want and then I go get it
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| Followed my gut, I’m happy I did it
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| Beat all the odds, I ain’t got no limits
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| Cannot be stopped, you payin' attention?
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| I ain’t gotta say it, they know where my head is
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| They know where my head is |