MCGRADY 33 (feat. pand)

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Hamid's Journey

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Shit ain't been same since trading success for a maybe
I took the risk to visualize it all be the best I can be
Time running out, don't fucking bet on my hands shaking
Gimme thirty-three seconds, I'll earn my spurs Tracy McGrady
Shit it ain't been same I traded success for a maybe
I took the risk to visualize it all be the best I can be
Time running out, don't fucking bet on my hands shaking
Gimme thirty-three seconds, I'll earn my spurs Tracy McGrady

I feel like Ryuk, demon time, shinigami, I move
Like a man that's keeping his fuse, laughing at the impending doom
Even when Jordan played with the flu some called a fluke
The lesson is, f*ck the haters, get your signature shoe
I'm back in the stu, slap boxing this beat, with sum to prove
I trained for Apollo Creed, just to lose, now it's Rocky Two
I'm bobbing and weakening, feeling facetious, like Cassius do
Rappers playing pawns on chessboards, I move like Bishop from Juice
I stare at the money how werewolves look at the moon
I see how it changes people, we're weak to a silver spoon
Gotta aim for the happy medium, enough for me to one day blossom
I only need enough to do it better than my father
It's lonely at the top, but they'll kill if you staying bottom
They're flexing a double magnum and neither one is a condom
A city in fear, scarecrow, running around Gotham
I could be caved in safe, rather chase rings like Gollum

Shit ain't been same since trading success for a maybe
I took the risk to visualize it all be the best I can be
Time running out, don't fucking bet on my hands shaking
Gimme thirty-three seconds, I'll earn my spurs Tracy McGrady
Shit it ain't been same I traded success for a maybe
I took the risk to visualize it all be the best I can be
Time running out, don't fucking bet on my hands shaking
Gimme thirty-three seconds, I'll earn my spurs Tracy McGrady

Have you ever looked in the eyes of a man with nothing to eat
Been at the table with gamblers putting a loan for keeps
Blessed be the meek, telling films from awful scenes
Inspired by led sounds, like they Greta Van Fleet
Was reaching a peak, ripped holes in the sky to progress higher
My flow crisp like red hot wings out deep fryers
I'll rap battle then keep the same energy in a cypher
Like handing a water bottle to someone to fight fire
On hardwood they call me a slasher like Mike Myers
This basket, I'm charging more how dealers play white buyers
Defenders laced up, I'll leave em trippin they can't hold me
I'm treating every game like it's final four in the tourney
My squad in their primes like two, three, five, and seven
We all got different skills the loose leaf my expression
I'm the act they wanna see like Bruce Lee fighting Bolo
But sometimes you need a Han to remember you ain't solo

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