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At times I don't know who I be |
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And when I look in the mirror its like I don't know who I see |
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Am I even moving at all? |
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Cuz I swear I can't tell if my life is improving at all |
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Every time I got a pen in my hand |
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I forget every time before that one has been in my hand |
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And I write for the moment, get it tight how I want it |
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Get the right lawyer on it cuz I might wanna own it |
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I tussle and I fight, I hustle and I write |
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I struggle every night with every muscle in my mic |
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I'm in this rap race trying to eat the cheese |
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But y'all don't know my name like Alicia Keys |
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My face ain't familiar, neither is my music |
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If shit don't soon change I be the one to lose it |
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I drink a little liquor tryin' to heal my nerves |
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Cuz y'all don't listen here and feel my words |
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But something's wrong with y'all, ain't nuttin' wrong with me |
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And happy in my life is what I long to be |
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And happy in my life is what I'm gonna be |
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What you see in me is what I was born to be |
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From the day that my moms first birthed a child |
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She didn't need the world to make it worth the while |
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So I don't need no magazine to reach the pinnacle |
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Screw a review and you can eat the interview |
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Cuz that's what y'all seem to tend to do |
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Them cats you cover all seem identical |
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Through it all I weave like the park was here |
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And shine underground cuz it's darkest there |
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[Chorus] |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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[Verse Two] |
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Y'all industry niggaz should be feeling ashamed |
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Y'all like "he ain't still in the game, he's stealing the name" |
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Oh wait just a sec that's straight disrespect |
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Take shit and get and don't be late with the check |
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I'm on the underground trying to scrape and scrounge |
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And sure it feel good to take a break and lounge |
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All these ups and downs like a roller coaster |
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Life is a bitch I'm trying to hold her closer |
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I'm killin' every nigga in sight |
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The bigger the dog, the bigger the fight |
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If you really say you know me then you'd figured I might |
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Try to use my anger as a trigger to write |
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I put it down simple on the paper or pad |
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Try to take a stab at what is making me mad |
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I jump on the track and I ride it through |
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And do it for the people that are tried and true |
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But y'all so fickle y'all love me today |
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And tomorrow love another cat and shove me away |
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But most ain't committed to do it how I did it |
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In the way that I did it, in the way that I spit it |
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It's like my burst of truth and it might hurt the booth |
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But first the proof, it gave birth to youth |
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Rap's like trying to take a piss in the wind |
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I'm just glad to know that some of y'all are listenin' in |
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[Chorus] |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
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Try and listen |
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Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song |
