| See the light now, morning calls when they beat your life down then you walk it
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| off
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| So broke you’re choking, you wanted more but both hate and faith is affordable
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| You think that Red a rhyme, I spit my life bullshit, I let it slide cus I’ll
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| win the fight
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| See Imma run through fire, swim through ice so I say: forget a ride,
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| imma pimp my life
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| Hip Hop police claiming a melody felony (so damn!), I’d better be settling
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| quick, can’t let it be…
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| Pshh! |
| like I give a what and a half luck it won’t last in a bucket of crabs
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| My day, my night and my way, my life I never blamed the dice, ain’t afraid to
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| fight
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| I set hate aside then I chase the light Hip Hop it must love me,
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| it saved my life
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| Now you can write to it, you can fight to it that’s the beauty of it,
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| ain’t a wrong or right to it
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| Roll a truck to it, ride the bus to it get drunk stupid or fall in love to it
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| You can pray to it, work or play to it add a backpack, cap or hat, a chain to it
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| You can dream to it but never sleep to it the main thing remains,
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| you move your feet to it
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| No matter what if they say the world won’t end today don’t you believe it.
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| That’s the way I see it
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| I feel the kick, snare and bass is in my bones, patience getting low
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| Can’t wait to set it off on stage and let them know see the way that she shake
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| She getting low should take my ass to church and pray, already know
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| I won’t a few cents and way too many loans but the music don’t fade,
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| I’m in the zone
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| Way too many clones, far too few real but you already know I got heart and true
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| skill
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| I came to get it done, came a long way from face down in the mud,
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| from hate to getting love
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| So whatever’s left when laboring for crumbs and whatever bread I break it with
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| the bums
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| So are you content? |
| Only a few holler for only a few euros more, I’m blue collar
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| But being broke don’t make this world stop so I’m out to get mine,
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| no shit Sherlock!
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| Roll a truck to it, ride the bus to it get drunk stupid or fall in love to it
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| You can pray to it, work or play to it add a backpack, cap or hat, a chain to it
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| You can dream to it but never sleep to it the main thing remains,
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| you move your feet to it
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| No matter what if they say the world won’t end today don’t you believe it.
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| That’s the way I see it
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| It’s a star lit sky, neon lights and it’s having someone you can lean on, right?
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| Could be is the hardship, the grind, the means, the strife or the the sparks
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| just fly, you meet your wife
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| When your arms get tied, they read your rights when your heart gets blind you
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| see no light
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| 'Til my heart quits I try to seek what’s right I ain’t got it in me to cease
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| the fight
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| Now you can write to it, you can fight to it that’s the beauty of it,
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| ain’t a wrong or right to it
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| Roll a truck to it, ride the bus to it get drunk stupid or fall in love to it
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| You can pray to it, work or play to it add a backpack, cap or hat, a chain to it
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| You can dream to it but never sleep to it the main thing remains,
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| you move your feet to it
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| No matter what if they say the world won’t end today don’t you believe it.
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| That’s the way I see it |