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When I'm writing I repeatedly edit words and rework tracks |
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I'll admit I'm like the raptors I got weak first drafts |
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So when I'm dropping a new flow |
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It's prolly not all that solid at first post you might call it Arujo |
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But ballers improve yo |
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And in the same way soon the tunes get better |
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And I polish a juno |
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Who knows... I might get acknowledged and kudos |
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It's cool though |
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Long as I keep rocking a few shows |
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Not to model some new clothes |
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Pocket that loot bro |
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I'm still trying to figure tax. Stocks, and the loopholes |
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Like wheres the refund? We filed for 'em |
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Deducted from gross? Shouldn't that be taken off the net? |
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Like child porn |
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My smile's warn off but I ain't that pissed though |
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I still got cash and I don't lack distro |
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And if I didn't I wouldn't change to go bag fistfuls |
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Of cold green, homie I'm no black minstrel show |
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Shad just don't compromise... |
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In this life we just can't compromise |
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It's a fight but we just can't compromise |
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With our time we just can't compromise |
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With these rhymes yo I just can't compromise |
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We just don't compromise... |
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I'm feeling like the people's champ |
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See my fans greet |
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A brother with hugs laughs and daps |
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They don't yell like banshees |
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Or stampede |
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Women ain't gotta dress fancy for the man |
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Please my listeners understand me |
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My fight to about this right |
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What this stand means |
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It's more than some grand schemes |
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To hold up a grammy |
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We fighting in a war that we can't see |
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My brothers and sisters in this struggle |
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There's no fans we family |
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Same root and branch tree |
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Listen I'm amped |
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Keep your hearts warm? |
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Mines on fire and I'm antsy |
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I know it's so cliche but I'm angry that some can't eat |
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Meanwhile I'm letting a damn feast of pastas and canned meats |
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Rot in my pantry |
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Like lord please can we speak on this frankly |
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Like God why you letting this happen? |
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Amen, he answered, son I'm askin you the same thing |
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Cause you're supposed to be my servants |
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Out here working |
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Like you're my hands reaching out to those that's hurtin |
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You don't have long on this earth |
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