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Drop it |
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Ace and action |
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Steady pace by my side |
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The name of this one here is together |
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This is goin out to all those who some day reach that fork in the road, you know? |
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Cause we all have the potential to get there together |
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Listen up |
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I got a problem, the ace is bubblin |
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Physically i'm fit as a fiddle, but somethin's troublin |
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My mind, i'm in search of the find |
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A style that's designed just for this kind |
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Of a raid, it's a must to get paid |
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Or fade into the wack parade |
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And so you can't wade |
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Through this groove, it's as deep as a diver goes |
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As i proceed, the liver it grows |
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Then it reaches your ear, teaches you where |
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You are and where it should be, to each his share |
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Unadultared, dope, i made it to cope |
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With any that hope that i faded - nope |
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I'm still on the scene, kill all the mean |
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Stares, who cares, they hurtin nothin, when will you fiend |
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For somethin attainable, somethin more gainable |
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I build and i'm filled with knowledge undrainable |
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It's overflowin, before long you're goin |
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To find out, you kept your mind out of growin |
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The way you did it, was you didn't admit it was |
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Somethin that applied to you, you should bit it, cuz |
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But you chose to ignore, i suppose you explore |
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Only things with wings and a halo - sure |
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You're not a saint, but you try to paint |
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A picture that'll get you respect, don't you know it ain't |
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How large you're livin, or what you're drivin |
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But what your goals are, so keep on strivin |
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And gainin, maintainin |
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Keep your brain intact, this is mental trainin |
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For the minds that have given up |
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Other are livin up, if you want a sip, then go get a cup |
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And we'll take a drink from the fountain |
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Of success, yo, let's all climb the mountain |
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Together |
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We're gonna get there |
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Oh yeah, we're gonna get there |
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Together (3x) |
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We got to, got to, got to |
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Get there together |
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Who's with me now, raise your hand |
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Need inspiration? the capital a's your man |
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I'll inspire you to strive a little higher |
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You won't tire, and not even barbwire |
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Will obstruct your progress, i guess |
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You wanna succeed? determination is what you need |
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Face your fears and place your tears aside |
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Raise your peers to the top, here's a guide |
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For you to follow by, try and swallow my |
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Food for thought, and you're short of an alibi |
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There's no excuses, the rhyme just spruces |
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And juices up a small mind, so call mine the loosest |
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Cause i get looser than mice in a basement |
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I grab the mic, and that's when the place went |
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Wild, steady smiled, i didn't crack one |
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Not that i'm mean or that i lack fun |
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But the topic is serious, listeners are curious |
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Rappers are lerious, the ace and i'm furious |
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It's not the kinda rage that makes me wanna rant and rave |
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Across the stage like a beast in a cage, i save |
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All the screamin and shoutin for the next man |
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The look on my face is the proof that i'm vexed, and |
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I don't yell, i don't swell, i tell facts |
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And simply stated i made it, sell tracks |
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But i want respect from those who chose to |
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Flap your rat traps, cause heaven knows you |
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Made a mistake when you chose to oppose |
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You tried to step on toes, now you're dissed - case closed |
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Cause like it or not, action is gettin there |
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So keep on sittin there, riffin and splittin hair |
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And critizisin, i got my eyes in |
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An upward glance, and i see us all risin |
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Together |
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Listen up |
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Who says a brother can't get his with his |
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Eyes on the prize, realize that it is |
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Highly probable that someday he will |
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Believe and therefore achieve, but we will |
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Keep an eye out, cause he might try out |
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A quicker way to payday, but i doubt |
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The brother knows: the harder the wind blows |
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The faster the quick cash goes, and i suppose |
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Gettin paid everyday means improvement |
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Bust the movement on the floor as the groove went |
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(together) as the bass kicked, the ace picked |
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The mic up, and now i'm gonna strike up a taste licked |
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By a licker and bitten by a biter |
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Sucked by a sucker, i fought like a fighter |
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To get the meal rarely barely shared by |
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A brother of color, but i'm not scared, i |
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Don't wanna stop, to the top it's a rat race |
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Or should i say rap race, i wanna get that taste |
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My mouth is waterin, who's that orderin? |
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The ace'll slow a pace, i'm almost borderin |
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On breakin, cause it's there for the takin |
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And i'm not fakin, yo, i want the bacon |
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But i'm not hurryin or worryin, there's time for |
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Me to get mine, but i made a rhyme for |
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To use, so you score, it's more like food for |
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Empty spaces, now the ace is in the mood for |
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Seein the black with a tack with a feather |
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Cause we don't need a 2x4 just to get there together |
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Yeah, yeah stop |
