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Gotta proves that I can spit
All the critics don’t offend me
I envision that there’s plenty
But the visions 20/20
It’s clear
I see a whole lot more
Is

like I used to
When I was new to
Dropping the masquerade
She designed

Taught me how to be 
My own worst critic though
Critic of her habits
Hypocritical

critics talk got them stalking waiting on me
To trip I’ll show em I can’t be tipped you
Oops ain’t slick steady hated on me
Word around they got a lot

to last in it
Been dealing with haters all my life
I always had critics when im round they crickets
Life in the fast lane trying to dodge a crash ending

attitude
Yea and change ur status too
I’m just stuck up in my own world
Imma lay in it stay wit it
Fuck the critics
Y’all just keep gettin on my damn nerves

Cel mai mare fan, cel mai mare critic al meu
Eu - Uneori cred in mine, alteori AtEu

Și contează să-ți placă
Dar n-o să calc pe mine pentru asta

what I think
I'm gonna kick me to the curb
And pick me back up where the critic fell
Cause I'll never be good enough for myself
I'm free
To finally live

it’ll burn just like a match
Ooh, put it out
Can I make it through the night
Without having a single fight
With the critics inside my head
Oh, how I wish

I smell a bag coming, I'm losing my patience 
I just wanna be great, fuck what the critics say, I feel like a Laker 
Up to the top on my way that's

Im Smoking Your lyrics
Asking my girl why you robbing my spirit?
We was cool but it ended in critic
We separate our visions
In school I was bad in

Can't go to jail cause my bands is bigger
Can't go out sad when you make it nigga
Imma go make me a million
None of you critics gone stop me
Shooting my

waiting to combust
Even with the odds set against us
Even when the critics said enough
We wouldn't let them win
We could only dream big
Countless times

Too many critics and not enough rhymes
This was fake that was real KRS I bust lines
Get mine yeah it's the Teacha blazing your speaker
First I want

the lord
I'm above my critics like an eagle when it soars
F**k a classroom, only walk through studio doors

I just wanna an all black, shiny fast foreign

the only
Thing we know
But we ain't too proud
Ain't too proud
And I can't find the critic
In the crowd

At the temple of
Pazz & Jop
Bend and kiss some feet

flew along
Till your wings grew fuller and then you were gone
But I'm no canary, I sing my own songs

And they say you're your own worst critic
But you

question
You know I get it how I live it 
I don't worry about the critics 
Mamacita better bring it 
No question 
You know I'm all about my bread no question

down to the dirt
Haters gonna hate but there’s always gonna be critics
Haters gonna hate just as long as you’re being different
Haters gonna hate so just

a real 
Lights, Cameras, Action strike a pose with us
Flash 
You see these haters they gone always be some  critics
Lights, Cameras, Action strike a pose

yeah, I'm doing fine
Imma make em' all believe before I die, yeah
I'm the king of all this shit, I swear that I am
You say I'm such a fucking critic, I

It's Survival of The Fittest
I ain't trying to fit in
I don't care about critics
I'm busy breaking my limits
I want the gold not silver
I want

foes oh no
Never changing I'm just sticking to the code 

Fuck a critic count these digits on a mission
Made a decision just get it till I'm finished

to no critics
If I leave a body no witness

I'm smoking dope out a vac seal
Ice on my neck I know that feel
Kill a snitch don't let a rat squeel
Dead if I

dawg to my biggest critic
Now I'm Mike Vick with 7 when i see you
We don't hear no see no speak no 
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga