| I don’t care what you look like, I don’t care 'bout labels
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| I don’t care what the book like, I don’t care who you pray to
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| I don’t care if you weird, there’s a chair at my table
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| It’s only there if you real though, I don’t care about fables
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| I don’t give a damn if you fat, give a fuck if you skinny
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| You’s a winner, middle finger, put it up if you feel me
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| If you know that you real, I don’t care where you from
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| Apparently they only care 'bout appearances son
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| I won’t bury the gun, I won’t bury the hatchet
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| Most of my so called friends were just unnecessary attachment
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| Got the stare of a madman, and the mind of a fiend
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| And I’m standing here laughing, now because I followed my dream
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| Since I got on my knees, and got God on my team
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| Ain’t talking religion I really just follow his lead
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| Used to be stuck in the corner, now I’m busting through borders
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| Waking up in the morning, greeting my dream
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| I know that they ain’t really got shit on me
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| Keep setting them up, and knocking them down
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| So put your hands to the sealing if you down like we
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| We living it up, we doing it now
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| Say o-o-o-Oh
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| If you feel like I feel
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| Say o-o-o-Oh
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| If you don’t have to say that you real
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| You R.E.A.L
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| This ain’t fashion for me, this ain’t rapping for me
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| It’s my life not a game, I ain’t having defeat
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| It’s back-taxes and death in my family B
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| Sober today but forever a addict you see
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| It’s my heart, soul, sweat off my ball-sack on a beat
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| And you’s a itch in the ass with a capital B
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| I just happen to be ahead of the curve
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| They yelling «Church» I send em to school
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| White boy singing the blues
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| You might be good, but I’m better, so why the hell would I stop?
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| And I be making her wetter, so why the hell would I not?
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| And opportunity comes, you know that means opportunity goes
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| It’s nothing new to me, I pursue my dreams though
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| Cus I know that they ain’t really got shit on me
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| Keep setting them up, and knocking them down
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| So put your hands to the sealing if you down like we
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| We living it up, we doing it now
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| Say o-o-o-Oh
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| If you feel like I feel
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| Say o-o-o-Oh
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| If you don’t have to say that you real
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| You R.E.A.L
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| Lazee:
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| They used to laugh and tell me «dream on»
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| Oh oh oh oh
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| Turned it around and I got my dream on
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| I refuse to fail
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| Oh no, looking down at my haters
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| Give thanks to my makes
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| Then it’s right back to my paper
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| I came from nothing, never had much
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| Just faith and knew that one day
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| I’ll motivate another kid in the worlds
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| To some day make a change
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| Look, don’t ever let them tell you that you can’t make it
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| No, no, no, no
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| Cus they will love you even more when you’ve made it
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| So let me hear you say |