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[Verse 1]
Like damn, man I swear I used to love this
Now I'm ashamed to talk about it all in public
Like if losing an arm and leg didn't suffice
My city's covered in blood' and I'm told were all some puppets

The game isn't the same' everything's gotta change
But really it all drained from a curse
We see the same story repeat itself
They hate to see you be the man' whether in knowledge or in wealth

Yet I chase both' so I feel that I'm a target
And I won't stop until I'm getting up out of here
I cater to an audience and my whole market
Feels I got next so it don't stop here

From doing local shows' to sharing the stage with Khalifa
Big K.R.I.T & giving the New Boyz an ether
We came a long way, I'm at a height feared
And to think it all started with an idea


[Chorus]
Real rap' encore
They say that they appreciate it all and want more
Running around the city feeling like I parkour
We gave yall part one get ready for part four

I aim for the sky and i'll never get down
The minute I rise and part ways from the ground
For some in my city though I still ask why (why)
... We'll meet up on the other side


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]
The promise land awaits' we just keep grinding for zion
Defiant giants try and deny us we trying and triumph
Success? Is the sweetest revenge!
Appreciate the love from all of the fans we keep meeting demands

Found an opportunity and then we seized it at last
Up ahead? My eyes see the greenest of grass
Never stop the believing I'm bopping and weaving Muhammed Ali'n
They sleeping like somebody slipped'em a couple of ambians

We the truth' they repeatedly missing
Stick the key to ignition Killing it military drilling it
Drop a beat and I dead it'
Little peach with a pinch of bittersweet for you diabetics

Fed up like a slave' pitching his pitch fork
Picking his last cotton now they rooting for the team
Bitches is mascoting, but y'all don't have this liable credit
I put it down for my city yeah I'm finally repping. Truth.


[Chorus]

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from Hip​-​Hop Forensics Vol. 1, released February 5, 2013
Written by ElonSkee & TruthVybez.
Production by Royal Audio Tunes.

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