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All right, see |
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I ain't really all that famous, yet |
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But I'm not a nobody neither |
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Just doing our thing |
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Sometimes we do it right, sometimes we do it wrong |
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Doesn't matter, either way it gets done |
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It gets done our way[Verse 1] |
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Can't really pinpoint when |
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I made the big choice |
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God never spoke to me about my thin voice |
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It ain't like |
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I was handed a mission |
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I won't front, |
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I'm just another man of tradition |
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I guess its best to check inside of the music |
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Rap groups back in my youth got me boosted |
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Couldn't stop the usage, call me opportunist |
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The turntables plugged in? |
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**** it, gotta do it |
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Beats back then broke the button on my rewind |
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Opened up my mind to notes, drums and time |
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Started memorising everybody's rhymes |
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Spitting your shit like |
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I was going for mine |
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Introduced me to funk, rock and jazz |
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So amazed as to how the |
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DJs chopped the samples |
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Some nod their heads, some pop they ass |
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So it was only natural for me to cop a handful[Hook] |
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Between what it is and what can be |
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I'm here just to keep you company |
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You ain't got to be in love with me |
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Just don't stop beating them drums for me |
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Between what it is and what can be |
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I'm here just to keep you company |
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You ain't got to be in love with me |
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Strange how far you mark for me[Verse 2] |
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So put the jam on and move forwards |
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Roll up the windows and sing a chorus |
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And give it more until the life drops |
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Nef turn off the speakers, boom box or the i |
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PodNo stopping me, you can't possibly |
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What you thought |
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I'd do, Ant's got a lot of beats |
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Shake your ass in celebratory fashion |
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It's not the spot for you to come relax mam |
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Ain't nothin like |
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Hip Hop music |
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The shoe fits, gotta show and prove it |
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Ask god how much is too much |
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He wrote a note in the clouds, said "Keep ****ing them up" |
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I used to live in those headphones |
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All alone stuck in my zone |
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But today |
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I got a king and |
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I'll follow the dream |
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Just to see what tomorrow can bring, ding, ding[Hook][Verse 3] |
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Oh, they don't like my crew |
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Because we don't sound nothin like they think we sposed to |
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That's cool, |
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I guess it ain't for you |
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But I'm still comin through with what |
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I came to do |
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Been in love with it since |
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I was a kid |
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It protected me, watched over what |
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I didI was a junkie, |
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I couldn't get enough of it |
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Probably should've predicted that |
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I'd be up in it (**** with it) |
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Your gonna have to kill me to stop me |
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I'm a grown ass man, this ain't no goddamn hobby |
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The bread's all soggy and them kisses are sloppy |
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But I still love rap from the soul to the body |
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Give it everything that you know |
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Because the people in the crowd is trynna let it go |
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She might need a little something for them nerves |
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Make her way up front to mouth along with the words |
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She say...[Hook] |
