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I wanna be the best who ever did it |
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Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't |
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But if it is then God, if you're listenin' |
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Please grant me the strength to crush all competition |
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You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer |
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And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me |
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But, that's all I want |
[00:26.230][Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"] |
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I just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want) |
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The same time being as real as can be |
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Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror |
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These are the kind of words that describe my aura |
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G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt |
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Redman I am cut from that cloth |
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Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man |
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Cool J, I'm Bad video |
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Learned the whole routine and performed it for my father's friends |
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While they smoked and drank |
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Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what |
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Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B |
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Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history, but hats off |
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When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk |
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Thank God for the one-two cadence |
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Thank God for the lunchroom tables |
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I'm trying to be the sickest nigga, dead or alive |
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And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a ride |
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Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun |
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Up until the day the sun is you |
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You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house |
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Wayne's house, Nas' house |
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Em's house, Our House |
[01:30.813][Hook 2: Skylar Grey] |
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So welcome, to our house |
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Where no one, comes back out |
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You won't find, comfort |
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In here, in here, in here |
[01:57.879][Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] |
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When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper |
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Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after |
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And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter |
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It started off wack |
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But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter |
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I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill |
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Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel |
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How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I ain't a boxer |
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But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster |
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Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men |
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An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen |
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This is my dream, don't fuck with it, I'm telling you |
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Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available |
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I'm disgusted as a fan, look how niggas sounding, damn |
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Weak head, ya'll suck bad, fuck swag and your kicks from South Japan |
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I'm finna to be the best in this profession |
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I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in |
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Our house |
[02:49.558][Hook 2: Skylar Grey] |
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So welcome, to our house |
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Where no one, comes back out |
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You won't find, comfort |
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In here, in here, in here |
[03:16.496][Hook 1: Eminem] |
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I wanna be the best who ever did it |
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Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't |
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But if it is then God, if you're listenin' |
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Please grant me the strength to crush all competition |
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You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer |
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And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me |
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But, that's all I want |
[03:36.925][Interlude: Joe Budden] |
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I just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want) |
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The same time being as real as can be |
[03:42.711][Verse 3: Crooked I] |
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Yo, in my house, the lights out |
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No utilities in the facilities |
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Feeling my life's 'bout, to wipe out |
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These feelings I'm feeling be killing me |
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I pull the mic out, can't strike out |
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Cause if winning is really my enemy |
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I pull a nine out, blow my mind out |
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Is the end of me really serenity? |
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Man in my house, it's rap or die |
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Get a piece of that apple pie |
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Life is a Pharcyde song, and that bitch just passed us by |
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So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks |
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Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't digest |
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And then I stress cause the road is rough |
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I start feeling like shit's sour |
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The electricity in my will power could still power the twin towers |
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For ten hours, so send cowards |
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The message from Crooked I |
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Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em, Yaowa |
[04:21.653][Verse 4: Eminem] |
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In our, house we spit like Sig Sauers |
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The way I feel now I could spit for six hours |
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Straight, only way to be great, is to dig down, if you can hear this sound in- |
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-side my head sounds like a fucking drive-by |
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That's what the inside of my mind's like |
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Looking back on my career, even hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics |
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Never wanted that so bad, felt like-I-could-go-mad |
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Nomad with a notepad |
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Go Taz, spaz on these ho bags |
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That bothered me, but I never wanna show that |
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Just don't act like it ever does |
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Even though you know that there will never come |
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A day someone blows past you, never was |
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Someone who's as dope as you ever was |
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And you hope that's, true cause the competitor in you |
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Couldn't let somebody be better than you |
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And you know that, so you don't ever hold back |
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What you gonna go back into working a regular job? |
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Fuck that, I'mma go hard, grab on my, gonads |
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Tell them fuck theyselves |
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They call me a wigger like Renee Zell |
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But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad |
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Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the bone at |
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Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry then I'm |
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Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion |
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If eyes are the windows to the soul |
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Then it's, broken glass and there's no trespassing |
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Alright now here we go |
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Dre stamped me now I'm stamping Yelawolf |
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Get ready for the most competitive |
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Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans |
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I released the cracker it's time to set it again |
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And when it's said and it's all done |
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None shall ever fuck with this squadron |
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So come on in, at your own risk |
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This is (Our House) Bitch! |
[05:28.201][Hook 2: Skylar Grey] |
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So welcome, to our house |
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Where no one, comes back out |
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You won't find, comfort |
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In here, in here, in here |