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And on my darkest days, I know
That the sun will shine, eventually
Greatest lyricist to ever do it
Yeah essentially
And if we're being modest then potentially
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
the greatest rhymes
Learn a thing or two from pioneers ahead of all the times
Working on an album, Jay produced, let me speak the truth
Ready or not, here we
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
here, looking at rap and achieved
I'm the greatest, and I know it the day I started
This music be the language I speak fluent
Put my mind and spirit to it
try and tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one would ever
Think like I think, or do what I do
I stole the show, then
five, y’all just gotta five
And we gonna rocket ship to the top,
Drop a hit on the spot
Nowadays everybody want to be the greatest
Save it, in the making
through
And what do we do
When we're all dressed up and in the mood
We step
To what
A steppers groove
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here
satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be
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a sick flow
You newcomers better sit back and take notes
(Yeah!) This here my time
Here I come, better run, take what's mine
'Bout to let off like
Whichever one comes first, I believe
Meanwhile I'm making sounds like onomatopoeia
You're waiting for me to drop this album and see what the outcome will be,
Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
say you're the greatest I laugh at your claim
I came in the game with a cane to tame
All of these rappers who ain't running shit
I'mma aim at your ass
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
[ CHORUS ]
I'm like a dopefiend shakin in the alley fiendin for a hit
Can you bring this?
Huuuh, when I listen to your tape, I can feel it
Nothing
gonna go platinum
12 bangers, that's an album
Bitch you wish you had some
Hit me up, that's a one-on-one
You ain't shit 'cause I already won
You were
mean that I´m off you
I took a W by entering the game
Now you claiming I falling off too?
Like who the fuck are you talking to?
Been the greatest, I´ve
Oh, here's to you and here's to us
And when you're down
I'll lift you up
Oh here's to truth and here's to love
Go scream it out
You're more than
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
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