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(Verse) |
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It's when ya walk out on faith |
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Choose to do what feel right, let erryone else trace |
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What we chase ain't the same |
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I'm still that rapper that yo favorite rapper scared to rap after |
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Sometimes it's hard to chill |
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Choose to kill, kill, kill, kill |
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I'm just that good, the weight ain't worth a lot of millions |
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When ya rap this well a lot of rappers catch feelings |
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We all want the best, don't let a female kill em |
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Hard to choose culture ova fame |
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Ya just want to be set and take care of all yo fam |
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It don't make ya but it be cool to have money like Wayne |
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Take the shorter roads so the fam ain't worryin' |
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Chose to build it slow, ain't no need, no hurryin' |
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It's hard to be political, can't say what's on yo brain |
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Careers come quick, it's just as fast to bury 'em |
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But I chose to give a damn |
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And box fo' ya like pictures on Instagram |
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Chose to respect what was built by both Kool and Bam |
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Ya know who I am, word to my homie Wyann |
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*******t, ain't hard to choose me |
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There's only one me, man |
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(So hard to choose) |
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That's why I chose to be that |
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Because where I'm from it ain't cool to be whack |
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And I'm so pro-black |
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Though they don't choose me back and that's choosy *******t |
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Why it's so hard to choose y'all ova these jewels and whips |
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Welcome to my side |
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When ya look in the crowd the minority's neva white |
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I appreciate y'all but I'm lyin' if it don't bite (why'z so hard to chose?) |
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Cause I love all races but we gotta raise 'em |
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Cause I know the scale tipped ain't in no black girl's favor |
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Hey y'all, we all outcasts, these black girls favor |
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The blonde Barbie and scars, we all gotta save 'em |
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No love lost fo' whites, Latinos and the Asians |
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Loyal to all but when I look at these black girls faces |
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I understand why I chose to be betta, not basic |
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So it's not, not (hard to choose) |
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So excuse if I don't care if hipsters relate |
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It wasn't for ya at all, why these songs were made |
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Like ya were ovalaid at the airport and missed a sort of take-off |
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Don't understand why we get naked or |
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Why it's hard to choose being real or being fake, huh? |
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Cause the world wor*******p people that get their cake up |
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But I chose to De La Soul and raise the stake up |
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Now why is it (so hard to choose)? |
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Seldom support our own, I helped myself for advancement |
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Want to make sure our daughters have betta chances |
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But y'all in that shows and watchin' videos |
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That's why it's hard to choose class or let em ******* show |
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But it's betta fo' my heart, honey, like Cheerios |
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And secondly, more comfortable doin' winterlose |
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Tryna build ya up like I went to Lowe's and bought a lot |
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MC Lyte, I ain't forgot what ya told me |
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I ain't Hovy |
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But damn it's hard to choose bein' humble or goin' HAM |
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Humility's a weakness, I was told different |
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Quietest in the room is the baddest one like Durant |
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It's hard to choose Carolina ova Atlanta |
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Chicago, L.A., especially in Johanne*******urg |
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Yeah, cause it's been love since beginnin' |
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Home away from home, versus homes we get no spins in |
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Bein' supa lyrical is slowin' it down |
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Will they understand metaphors and how they compound |
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With the two lines befo' and the next three after? |
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And ask myself does it even still matter |
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The joints y'all trippin' on are so easy and average |
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And the ones I respect don't got that gift mastered |
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I don't want to compromise my sick self fo' a master |
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Cause if I don't I'm not cool and I'm boring |
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Should add a tsch tsch to my beats to be current |
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This the *******t I think about along with image and earnings |
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But when Nas tell me 'God ya killin' it' then I'm burnin' |
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All thoughts chasin' y'all, man, it's easy now |
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XXL ain't trippin', time calmed me down |
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Thinkin' where we all started from |
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And where we all sittin' now |
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*******t I see it different now |
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Why it's not, not (so hard to choose) |
