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way launching a mix tape
Campaign in which he would sell his music or
Give it away for free on the streets
In this way he could hone the hard and raw
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
"In My Bag" It
Was his first real regional hit
He made a music video for the song and
Even worried briefly that
He couldn't top it's success it
Led
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
through the fire like gold, can't be a rhymestone
We calculate by jubilees, we in a different time zone
Like one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
a real studio in LA so
I saved up money doing Sheetrocking
And I drove out with my
Girlfriend at the time i
Was only supposed to be there for six weeks i
don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
the shit out of me (saw, me, yeah)
It said get rid of them all, it's nothing but vultures round me (all, me)
I admit that I love my fans, for all the push
in a hopeless place
Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away 'cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind
the music loud
I'm bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Whip, slip, slide by the dancefloor
Baby grab me by the hand say she wanna dance, oh oh
Is
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my
There's no point in just mouthing the words.
The token tantrums just aren't enough,
Nor is speed and weed and the Positive Creed.
Exclusive clubs where
of the people out there with love in they hearts
That's positive that feels real good about themselves, loves themselves
I want y'all to repeat after me
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my
of the people out there with love in they hearts
That's positive that feels real good about themselves, loves themselves
I want y'all to repeat after me
caught up too caught up in the music business.
I had a lot of high hopes for my first record deal. I cut so many records with groups they were trying
science
That mean I'm higher than higher learnin', look in my eyes
That's where the fire's burnin'
Try to deny a music messiah's returnin'
You die
in Bloomington
Always wished I had time for music
Got my chance, this was it
But every single time I, sat at the keyboard to write
My mind was in
and that's what I love
Is it's totally unpredictable
Is this the one where you just plug in shit?
Yes
Oh my god
And there's a whole back wall
I got all
like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm
for me
Prolly forever if I stay in my zone
I speak on this generation but can't change it alone
I heard the lil', lil' homie talking reckless in Vibe
Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I
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