| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| You know I learned from the greatest
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| We did it like that and now we do it like this
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| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| Ayo, I try to find some peace but this industry’s a moving train
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| It don’t matter the leg work, you’ll lose the game
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| Q and A, who to blame in this current state
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| I don’t know, I just maneuver through this new terrain
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| See my pain is potent, the stress is post traumatic
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| It’s not a fair game, the rest’s below the average
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| Fuck a smear campaign, I try to forgive and forget
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| But it’s hard when my memories are photographic
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| Behold the static as they slide in on banana peels
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| Rather live hand to mouth than stuck inside a hamster wheel
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| And bleed for my cause not chase a mirage as I try to find some mass appeal
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| Is that for real? |
| Just the words from a strange mind
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| So fuck what you head through the grape wine
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| We’re on the same branch chirping, so I saw it off
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| That’s how you kill two birds at the same time
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| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| We did it like that and now we do it like this
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| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| They wanted a masterpiece, so I sold them the pallet
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| 'Cause they weren’t ready for the strokes on the canvas
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| How could I let them frame my work of art
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| When pain turns to thought and not a soul understands it
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| A close handed branch, so think twice
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| Every move that you draw, you’re skating on thin ice
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| At first they treat you like royalty with loyalty and trust
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| But really aiming to slice up your wind pipes
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| (In this life) I stand up for what I create
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| If it wasn’t for my vision I’d be stuck off a wage
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| On a regular job, now only if i had a thousand for the times
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| I had a door slammed shut in my face
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| I’d be chilling in cuba, scuba divin' off a yacht, yo
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| It’s now or never opportunity knocks
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| I’ve put my life on this, so I follow the plan
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| All I need is a mic in my hand and five hundred fans, goddamn
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| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| You know I learned from the greatest
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| We did it like that and now we do it like this
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| Down for whatever, we go through it together
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| Ain’t nobody takin' my spot
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| I gotta keep it movin'
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| We’re cut from the same cloth
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| No dime a dozens and nothing like cake walks
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| If we’re down for whatever, we suffer the same loss
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| And go through it together, the struggle will pay off
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| Hungry than ever, but we never won a grammy
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| All we do is bop and weave and ready the double whammies
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| Could come in handy, 'cause when the time come
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| Yo, we stick to the plan, that’s how we get the job done |