Beyond the frame that you can never get over
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Stop laughing and risk your life for the race
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Breathe her out harder and write her dreams down in her notebook
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A rhyme that fell on a land full of prejudice
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A tree with deep roots that slowly climbed up
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I liked the stage when I was impatient
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My ground was too narrow to spit out rhymes with peace of mind
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Gathering friends is my crazy destiny
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Even if you turn back time, it's still the same
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we're running somewhere
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no one knows what's at the end of this road
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At the crossroads of success and failure
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I'd rather fall |
maybe that's better
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This place I passed on to my brothers' shoulders is never
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It was different from my imagination. |
sometimes it hurts so much
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the way to walk. |
only go one way
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Even the withered flowers still have a scent
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On an unfamiliar street where we were born
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I saw a flower blooming in the mud
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The meaning of that flower is our heart
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Slowly forgotten in everyone's memory
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gained everything and lost everything
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Flowers blooming in the mud bloom and wither
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In the small crowd we shouted
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Send that rough tone back to the mic
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road with no end in sight
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I met him on the road
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that was my best luck
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It's been a few years now
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To me he's still more than a Rapper, MC
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The world turned away, but he continued to write
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spit it out |
Lyrics with his soul
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Even my friends around my age saw him
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I cried out hundreds of times and made a promise
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Underground
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I will walk this endlessly lonely road
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the past few years
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Many lost their way or disappeared into the mist
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The ground was getting dry and cracked
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But a soul unshaken like a deep-rooted tree
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What I've truly felt in my life
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Heartbeat and the wave of truth
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shine bright |
More than any other rapper's necklace
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One two three uh one two uh uh uh
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One, two, three, if you count the wishes
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The hide-and-seek happiness of the sun and moon is far away
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I couldn't dream, so I hid deep
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Rather than Underground Rapper, buried in dumb sorrow
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Low tone voice, you can see the double line
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The sound of the nose lying on the floor (uhm) how about it?
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The chin-up that barely passed the passing score
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You failed over and over again, but you smile shamelessly
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Once again, one two three, if you count, your wish will come true
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Poor rappers' paradise The first condition is
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What were rational thinking and economic logic?
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It doesn't matter, I robbed everything I had
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I really threw everything into the music. |
lie!
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I bet half of that and half and bet on something else
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So did you make any money? |
Is your bet too big?
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Then you're not stupid either! |
leeches on this plate
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One two three, after. |
If you count, your wish
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I can't breathe did you see?
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I don't know, I don't know, everything is twisted
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Performances and albums Since when did we get kicked out?
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A greedy heart kept squeezing my neck
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Cowardly excuses are always looking for opportunities
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Every time I went on stage I sang a spell
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One two three, if I count, my wish will come true
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Yeah, 2007 Soul Company
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MC Meta, The Quiett, Kebee. |
ho~ underground
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I don't know what's at the end of this road
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Maybe it's a flower blooming in the mud
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One two three count and look at us
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Raise your hands if you see us |