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And they say, "Don't forget where you come
Don't die on to your words
Cause you know you got a whole world to
But who you got to change first"

And I was like "Fuck that", humility back
I the days with nothing but a bus pass
I was a little shorty hoping that I could find a bum to buy a 40 for me
And enough for a bud sack
Yeah, and I dance on that
Unorthodox like Basquiat with the
me a microphone and a beat box I could vent to
Music the only medium I could find myself through
Recluse, sipping on some I would let loose
Looking in the mirror, watching lose
Cleaned up in '08, got a job barely minimum wage
To get that page
Hit the road RL, performing in front of 8 people
And that shit will check ego
About around time I'm watching that EP go
nothing to getting us booked around the country
I know no limits, can change in an instant
8 People into sold out shows in a minute
And I'm watching my pops in the back row
With his up to my mom, toasting this Guinness

And we on (we on)
Good music, it in the ambiance
we leave here
Will these words on
then, we keep on making the songs

So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
Put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)

I remember that edition
Last year thinking to myself
Yah, nah, I win it yet
Probably get it, but I'm gonna give it everything
Play my
The next 11 months I it all everything I had left in me
Left blood, sweat, tears in every god damn
No label, no deal, no publicist,
Just music that connected and fans that rode me
Throw me a gold mine, and a
While you're a couple dope rides
2 women, dimes
Not gonna lie, shit sounds so nice
But I got creative and my souls mine
I wouldn't trade it, I'm crazy
I put on for my
that raised me
Rule 4080, it's not changing
Now a days make good music, the are your label