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I'm on my own trying to live my life the way I want to live it |
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Making ill music and to y'all I want to give it |
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So these records get made, regardless of the labels |
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No matter what it takes, I'm putting food on the table |
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Seen so many emcee's come, so many emcee's go |
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They couldn't rock the mic so they tried to do a show |
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But over the years, I've progressed and grown |
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Trying to say you helped me out, kid- I did it on my own |
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[Verse 1] |
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Now how I'm going to keep you open for the next few minutes |
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I got something on my mind so people let's get in it |
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Since way back when the date back, I'm flipping lyrical |
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As a kid knows nothing, not even spiritual |
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No direction, dark complexion, always broke, no joke |
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I tried to spark cigarettes, but couldn't smoke |
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Lived in ???? didn't parade in other areas |
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Took a long time for all these peeps to take me serious |
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Hip-Hop, from Special Ed, to KRS |
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These emcee's could hold a mic the same way, I wish em blessed?? |
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Try rhyming with my brother |
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Ain't nothing but dreams, for the skeeves?? |
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But this world ain't what it all seems, early teens |
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Still rhyming, but what will it amount to? |
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Sometimes you stand up but no one wants to count you |
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I used to wish I was a twin and was a clone |
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Cause then I wouldn't be feel as on my own, word is bond |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2] |
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Hip-Hop is indispensable |
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I've always something sensible to say |
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But it wasn't like that, back in the day |
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I used to think hip-hop, was about getting props |
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Earning money, mad fame, or climbing to the top |
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But rappers got a choice |
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God blessed me with a voice |
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For me to demonstrate, reach out, and educate |
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For all these people like me, when I was younger |
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Always had my own views, never stopped to wonder |
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About any other perspective, my only objective |
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Was to be the damn hardest and |
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Do this regardless |
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And now I got my vision, I know who I be |
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I'm from the streets, but I speak intelligently |
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Ayo I gots to make dough and live my life |
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I wanna have the best for my kids and take care of my wife |
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When that time comes, I can't be living alone |
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It's painful when you feel you're on your own, word is bond |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 3] |
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I recall these people bad mouthing |
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They the ones who run to the store, when Com. Sense?? drop the album |
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Never did I know I'd come this far |
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But like any other young kid, I also wished upon a star |
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Now I part??, with my DJ ?? |
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Knew each other since '82, '83 |
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No PhD, no uni degrees |
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But when it comes from the soul, yo can we please |
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Was a boy, now a man |
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Was old, now I'm older |
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Still young with a good head on my shoulders y'all |
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I ain't a king but I sit on my throne |
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Think yo kid, I made this on my own, word is bond |
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[Hook] x2 |