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Don't question my love for what I do Since my terrible two's innate how I create from within comes without a doubt a penchant for penning my penny thoughts til I got a better life a bonafide profession been taking lessons On my game up and comin I been chasing comeuppance no tux or cufflinks no bluffs or hoodwinks no buff to my ink don't blink I'm battle-worn my saddle worn like the pony express this journey arduous recognize I'm blessed though I'm feelin like a ten ton truck rollin over my chest the west taught me to persevere in the desert severe Sage outlines horizon lines so fast you can see the very ticking of time that's how I know life is short for sure so I'm doing what I love til I reach God's golden shore |
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Weekends - Gave em up |
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Girlfriends - Gave em up |
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Grind until we shine because it's for the love |
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You know I stepped in the ring cuz it's worth the fight and I could see it everytime I closed my eyes at night So to the people that believe that my potential isn't finite I'm gonna shine bright still gunning for the limelight I wanna watch it grow, mature and take form So I feed the seed of my dreams and make sure it ain't just the cream I been doin this for because the folks with the money get the problems more No I do it for the challenge and to rise above like a pod under pressure coming outta the mud and I'ma stick with my decision through sweat tears and blood through the feast and the famine the drought and the flood So to anybody eager while I laid in wait I appreciate the love and the space to create but I'm about to go big from a nascent state so why don'tcha pass me the hammer while I claim my stake |
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Weekends - Gave em up |
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Girlfriends - Gave em up |
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Grind until we shine because it's for the love |
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Paydays - Gave em up |
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Fancy things - Gave em up |
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Everyday we working cuz it's for the love |
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I wanna shout from the rooftop of hip hop, hip hop, hip hop |
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I wanna dig til we hit bedrock, bedrock, bedrock |
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I put the magic back like bippity boppity boop this troop gonna swoop like a coup de tat like mardi gras gonna party til your face is raw we might even get crazy in utah say hoo-rah say hoo-rah get up get down like a seesaw yeah don't diss your esophagus you better scream jump up and pump your fist now shout from the rooftop of hip hop dig til we hit bedrock (repeated) Now shout from the rooftop of hip hop Hip hop never died and it won't stop We survivalists and revivalists So we strive with this Deep down in the jungle of the common man's struggle comes a voice from within saying not to give in just get up again So I'll bust down the door, take over the floor And let the world know what I'm doing it for. |
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Weekends - Gave em up |
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Girlfriends - Gave em up |
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Grind until we shine because it's for the love |
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Paydays - Gave em up |
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Fancy things - Gave em up |
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Keep on making music cuz it's for the love |
