| Now you see me standin' in the lights
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| But you never saw my sacrifice
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| Or all the nights I had to struggle to survive
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| Had to lose it all to win the fight
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| I had to fall so many times
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| Oh, now I'm the last one standin'
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| Uh, you weren't with me on the cold block nights
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| Now you front row for the spotlight
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| Now the diamonds in the Audemars bright
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| Jets overseas for a far flight
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| Young nigga on bullshit and I ball on 'em, Bill Cartwright
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| Knew I could shine through the darkness
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| I guess I always been a star type
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| That lion in me made my heart fight, could've been a victim of an opp pipe
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| Took a million risks just to get to this 'cause we ain't the ones that the cops like
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| Been so many times God tested me, they only see the answers I got right
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| They commentin' all on the blogs, tryna tell me how to live my life
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| And I waited so patiently, if you could take off, don't wait for me
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| No days off, grind faithfully, I keep thankin' God for savin' me
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| Front line, showcasin' our bravery
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| I know that top spot, it was made for me
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| It all paid off so we felt the struggle so painfully
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| Now you see me standin' in the lights
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| But you never saw my sacrifice
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| Or all the nights I had to struggle to survive
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| Had to lose it all to win the fight
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| I had to fall so many times
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| Oh, now I'm the last one standin'
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| Yeah, you know the code we gotta live by
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| Nevermind all the ice cubes on this wrist, wearin' the big body
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| Live by the gun, get bodied or it's hella time in that cell
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| It was hella times where I failed, where I had to double back from them Ls
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| Bet he don't double back when he tell
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| 'Cause it ain't no comin' back when you tell
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| Why would you leave me here by myself? |
| A nigga be lonely
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| Ayy, I blew the whole bag on they flights, ain't leavin' the homies
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| If he really gang, then get him a chain, no cubic zirconies
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| Why is arm in a stogey? |
| Stood firm, never folded
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| Furthest thing from a rodent, you put the jacket on and you bogus
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| Yeah, big dawg and they know it
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| I had to spin off to stay focused
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| Longev' on the motion
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| We don't abandon ship when it's hopeless
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| Sound of the microphone, and they know it
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| I make it look easy
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| Like I made it overnight
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| I make it look easy
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| But you don't see the dark side
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| And all of the monsters I had to fight
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| And all of the nightmares
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| Made me stronger than life (Yeah)
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| Y'all say (What?), I've changed (Huh?)
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| Really, though? |
| (Tell me), how so? |
| (I got)
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| Got all (What?), this bread (Yeah)
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| I'm still (What?), sour though (Huh)
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| I don't know, I'm a square peg in a round hole (Yeah)
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| Like a block of cheese in a paper towel roll
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| Rocky Balboa, never been no (What?), towel thrower
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| Even when I got kicked to the curb (Yeah)
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| Life knocked my dick in the dirt
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| I got back up, flipped it the bird
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| 'Til I earned the attention I yearned
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| Not to mention, I learned
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| How to turn resentment and hurt
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| To an unquenchable thirst, in the simplest terms
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| It's revenge of the nerd, in every sense of the word
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| But all you see is the fame and the millions
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| You don't see the strength, the resilience (Nah)
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| How I rack my brain but it feels as if I'm tryna explain it to children (Damn)
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| So a lot of this pain isn't healin', you're escapin' at this angerous feeling
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| Almost like recreatin' a feelin' of 9/11 when the second plane hit the building
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| So let 'em paint you the villain
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| Some of this just may be a symptom (Yeah)
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| Of havin' way too much income (Mm)
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| But when you struggled every day just to get some (Yeah)
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| Now all of this hate is a syndrome (Yuh)
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| When they can't relate, and that stems from (What?)
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| Money lookin' like it grows on trees
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| Yeah, they're green but those aren't leaves (Leaves)
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| Sufficed to say, with every sacrifice I made
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| It's like I gave up my life to fame
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| All the nights that I lied awake
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| Nights I stayed up to write and pray
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| Had to claw, scratch and fight my way
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| Just follow me, and I'll light the way
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| Look to the hook if your sky look grey (Skylar Grey)
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| And rappers, how can we be on the same level now?
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| When I gotta look down and see these clowns that are on the ground
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| Bitch, I got the clouds beneath me
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| Ever since I put out the EP to the height of 2003 me
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| You ain't see the struggle to make it out the D
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| Because I made it somehow look easy
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| Now you see me standin' in the lights
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| But you never saw my sacrifice
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| Or all the nights I had to struggle to survive
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| Had to lose it all to win the fight
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| I had to fall so many times
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| Oh, now I'm the last one standin'
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| Oh, now I'm the last one standin' |