| I get the passion of a caged animal who is trained to be breakin' a lock
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| They say I’m good for my age, fuck outta here
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| If I was double your age I’d be takin' your spot
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| I got every writer on high alert when I dive in a cypher first
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| So much excitement inside my verse I don’t mind if the mic don’t work
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| «Hello?»
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| I got so many quotables the DJ wants to drop the beat on my entire verse
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| I tell him bring it back or he’s gettin' slapped
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| These other rappers givin' 'em wack music and I’ll just give 'em a whack
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| He’ll stumble and fall, that’s all good
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| Us minors don’t get in trouble at all, nah
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| You older rappers are goners
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| I’m bolder, faster and stronger
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| I’ll blow you outta the water
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| I won’t stop until all the people know my name
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| I qualitied the Golden Age
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| The prodigy from protégé
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| I work while you try
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| I’m first, you’re behind
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| I was birthed when you died
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| My worst is your prime
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| Rash on 'em 'til I get headaches all in my mind
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| So I swallow this aspirin as they swallow their pride
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| And that’s me (that's me), that’s it
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| I don’t need anybody else to make it all happen
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| I focus on two things and that is
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| Becoming me, and you becomin' a has-been
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| They told me to dumb it down, said it’s way too dense
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| They told me to switch the looks, said I ain’t that fresh
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| I told 'em they ain’t changin' me before I’m changin' them
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| And I’m stickin' to my guns like a bayonet
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| I don’t create regrets
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| I’ll spit something so over they head they’ll try to understand it and sprain
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| they neck
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| They try to break me, break my confidence
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| But the only thing they gon' do is break a sweat
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| Try to keep up to where it’s s’posed to be goin'
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| You dare to try overthrow this, you’ll perish in only moments
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| I’ll stare, showin' no emotion
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| The heir to the throne, I’m chosen for that now
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| So back down
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| Like you’re preparin' for scoliosis
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| I’m not gonna budge
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| I’m either bonkers and all the way nuts, flawless and not gettin' touched,
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| confident, modest and loved
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| Cocky, obnoxious and blunt
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| Awkward, not talkin' enough
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| Repulsively all the above, I’ll probably just
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| Work while you try
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| I’m first, you’re behind
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| I was birthed when you died
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| My worst is your prime
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| Rash on 'em 'til I get headaches all in my mind
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| So I swallow this aspirin as they swallow their pride
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| And that’s me (that's me), that’s it
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| I don’t need anybody else to make it all happen
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| I focus on two things and that is
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| Becoming me, and you becomin' a has-been
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| We are not all of the same
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| You don’t got what it takes
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| You are not in my lane
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| They talk and complain 'bout thoughts that I made
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| Like they wantin' my brain to be locked in a cage
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| I’m not gonna change, I’m causin' the pain
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| 'Til they walkin' away
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| My lyrics like warfare, my career is like Foursquare
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| (On top of my game)
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| I’m losin' my head if you think I’m pursuin' the music for them
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| I am building a movement that grew to oppress
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| I don’t care about you and the group of your friends
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| If you aren’t assumin' I’m truly immense
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| I will do it and do it and do it again
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| Until I’ve been proven that dude is a lunatic who isn’t human I ain’t even
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| usin' a breath (oh!)
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| I don’t need to be releasin' out a breath
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| 'Cause everybody I know already breathin' down my neck
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| Plus everything I do is breathtaking literally
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| Best racin' within the entertainment industry
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| I don’t wanna hear you don’t like when I brag
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| When your favorite rapper brag about shit he don’t really have
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| ('cause I got this)
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| Massachusetts, I got this
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| And I don’t need reforms, I’ll re-form them 'til they want this
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| So many people talkin' in my ear and I can’t even listen
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| I spend way too god damn long workin' on myself to be okay with them tellin' me
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| to be different
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| I don’t say what they tell me to say, losin' my life and losin' myself is death
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| either way
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| I will die for that
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| I got way too much fuckin' pride for that
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| So I work while you try
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| I’m first, you’re behind
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| I was birthed when you died
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| My worst is your prime
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| Rash on 'em 'til I’m gettin' headaches all in my mind
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| So I swallow this aspirin as they swallow their pride
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| And that’s me (that's me), and that’s it
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| I don’t need anybody else to make this all happen
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| I focus on two things when lookin' out
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| Doin' me, and the rest I ain’t gotta worry 'bout |