| It’s been a few short years, lot of raps later
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| The motions up and down like they’re riding elevators
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| Win baby win mine said …
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| You heard about the radio or how they would of play us
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| Heard about the video or how they try to slay us
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| And play job that most niggers still don’t get with it
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| I learned there early on I better always go with it
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| Is somebody right now trying to out right me
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| No clever lines, not quite the mc
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| While some get confused cause I call myself rapper
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| In a chit chatter, …was a legal pair
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| A … wishing he was bad, I’m a leader I don’t follow fans
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| Melody my compass on the drama pads
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| Break your back like I walk the white
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| …in the heat of night, now I pull in ain’t playing right, right
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| The lights are brighter than they ever been before, yeah
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| And I’m much higher than I ever felt I could be, yeah
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| …hill off, and wounds never close off,
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| smile for the picture while you’re bleeding in your close ups
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| Some real but your folk’s not
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| Rocking the boat does, funny things to relationships down the line
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| I’m a man I’ma handle mine, blind side… and see the sign
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| But I’m doing fine, these 2 feet they were made for walking
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| Disappointing in them all, hate on me for talking
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| One hell of a fighter, as each day passes
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| the next get brighter, so on and so on, the show must go on
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| Songs be … rhymes be all written, this a glass of lemonade
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| Standing on the beach and I ain’t searching for the shade
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| Feeling like a wreck as some nigger try to play me
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| I think about and this shit’s crazy
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| The situation gonna change me forever
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| The lights are brighter than they ever been before, yeah
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| And I’m much higher than I ever felt I could be, yeah
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| …where it’s cold in, it only gets better from you, yea, yea, yea
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| …keeps going, ok, ha? |