| Clean-up hitter, I clean up pitchers
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| But they overlooking when voting who clean up quicker
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| My aim been the root of the discussion, moving is nothing
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| But I feel like when I move I’m a little to far in front’em
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| And when I try and level it, throw the booster steps in it
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| They right it off like I ain’t jumping down to my neck in it
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| Yes I understand it, the curse side of the blessing
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| But you can see the remains of how I was addressing it
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| Best foot forward, so I guess I was leaping
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| I stress giving my all, but I guess they don’t see it
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| Call me the king of the high toss, half of mine is fly gone
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| The other half is reachable if you reach to the sky for’em
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| Double meaning, but to me if I supply more
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| Then I gotta provide ya’ll a blueprint to ride along
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| Pushed it to the corners of the paper they gave me
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| Till the only room left on it, is maybe to trace me
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| I can’t say I didn’t utilize everything that’s true to I
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| Earned every part of my S.A.G card and I’m using mine
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| There ain’t a hurdle I can’t jump, a word that I can’t pump
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| A scene that I can’t script, a role that I can’t run
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| I kept tipping my hat when I saw them proceed
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| Cause when you applauded for them, they applauded for me… you get it
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| So I feel like the fan fav of the fan fav’s
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| Stubborn in my uttering, like fuck it, I can’t change
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| And if that should mean, that my marathon is longer
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| Then I’ll predict it now, marathon or be under
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| If they don’t get it now, then I guess that they should breeze
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| The Salvation is tripling the records I release
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| And the crowd waiting is giving me the reference that I need
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| To refer you of any doubt towards the rep that I’ve achieved
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| I 24 times 3 them odded the even
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| No probable reason, cloud 9 was a weekend
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| And now it’s been a year since I decided that seeing is believing
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| So think of my albums as painting ceilings
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| So whether it’s Traitor or Ocean’s Thirteen
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| Or maybe Talk to Me & I’m dressed as Petey Greene
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| Or it’s Hotel Rwanda and I’m fulfilling the need
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| Or maybe this is Fame & my name is Henry Lee
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| Or I’m Montell in Traffic or Rain Over Me
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| Or Rebounding, I’m goat’n it, Meteor Man Gold’n it
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| Rat Pack tapping it or whatever the focus is
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| Just know that ain’t nobody penning how I poet it
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| Best foot forward, so I guess I was leaping
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| I stress giving my all, but I guess they don’t see it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Don Cheadle Effect , by - Skyzoo. Song from the album The Power Of Words, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп