| You said
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| That I could be
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| Anything
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| I wanted to be
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| But living
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| In this life
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| Is All That I dreamed of
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| I, I, I, I gotta get it
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| Standing face to face with my dreams praying I live it
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| They be trying to mimic
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| Before I ad-lib it
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| Simply a musician
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| No strings, no gimmicks (yeah)
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| Only strings over the beat when I spit it
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| Don’t just think, gotta speak it to existence
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| They wanna break me down, Transmission
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| But I rebuild, elevate & climb bridges (yeah)
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| Pac told me to «keep my head up»
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| Biggie told me that «sky's the limit»
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| Mind telling me never give up
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| Hearts racing until the finish
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| Im racing, Im racing
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| My future, Im chasing
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| May stumble, it’s nothing
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| Don’t fumble, pump-fake it
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| Stay humble, embrace it
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| But for jesus sake
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| I just hope I don’t lose it trying to make it
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| You said
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| That I could be
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| Anything
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| I wanted to be
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| But living
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| In this life
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| Is All That I dreamed of
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| I. I, I gotta make it
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| Thats what I keep telling myself «I gotta make it»
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| And yeah it is a journey, No not a destination
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| The camera’s always rolling, No need for preparation
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| They talking, they saying
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| Im destined for greatness
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| But them same people have my name on they hate list
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| They burned my house down, it was so vacant
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| Then I rebuilt it, and made renovations
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| So many plaques, put 'em on the wall for decoration
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| So many stacks send my family on a vacation
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| Cause first come success
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| Then come the paper
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| Then come the stress
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| Then come the haters
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| Then I ask myself, «Is it really worth it»?
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| Smiling on the outside
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| But Im really hurting
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| I’m a keep reaching, keep searching
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| Before I leave this surface
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| I just gotta know my purpose
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| (Gotta Know)
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| You said
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| That I could be
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| Anything
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| I wanted to be
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| But living
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| In this life
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| Is All That I dreamed of |