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And I started from the bottomLike a snowman, ground upLike round chuck, and stillput hands on youStaying wound up is how I spend timeSucker free, confidence highSuch a breeze when I pin rhymesI just got the air about meLike wind chimes (yeah)Another day in the life (uh)Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah)Now my community's gatedAnd I made it, and my neighbors say hi(say hi)I'm giving them pounds,I'm upscale nowGuess it meansI'm way in the skyBut I still remember the days of,minimal wage forGeneral labor,welfare recipients is a minorLook at how government assistance has made yaAdversity, if at firstyou don't succeedPut your temper to more use'cause being broke's a poor excuseThat shit only gives you more fuelShow them why you're youSo close, God,it's like I almost got itBut close only countsin timebombs and horseshoesSo I uni-bomb shit (tick, tick, tick)No remorseScrew it, I'm lit,and that attitude I blew up on quickThat's why they call me firecrackerI grew up on wick (wick, wick, wick) witha short fuseI got some important news to report toAnyone who thought I was done,nah, bitch, not quiteSpotlight's back on,got my faith,where's yours?Do you still believe in me?Didn't I get everything I hadto give you to make you see?I'll never forget if youturn your back on meNow and walk out I willnever let you live it down(I'll never quit)Do you still believe in me?Man, I know sometimes thesethoughts can be harsh and cold as iceTo me, they're just ink blotsI just fling 'em like slingshots,and so preciseSo you might want to think it over twiceWhen you retards can roll the diceBut beef will at least cost you your career'Cause even my cheap shots are overpricedBut this middle finger's free as a birdNuke warhead-ed birth,you just forehead on EarthToo short for a verse, studied his formulaLearned how to incorporate a cursePoint it towards corporate AmericaStick a fork in it and turn'Cause four-letter wordsare more betterHeard the world force-fed a turd to meYou're getting yoursBut sometimes I overdo itBut I just get so into itI was there consoling youwhen no one knew itWhen your situation showed no improvementI was that door, you walked over to itI'm the light at the end of tunnelso people are always looking at meas they're going through itWhen that tunnel vision is unclear,shit becomes too much to bearSince "Cleaning Out My Closet"when I was having troublewith the snareI'm that unrealistic prayer answeredAnd I'ma get you jacked up,like you're tryingto fix a flat (uh),when you struggle with despairThat double fisted bear,knuckles coupled with thispair of nuts I'm cuppingI am your fucking switch, nothing can compareDo you still believe in me?Didn't I get everythingI had to give you to make you see?I'll never forget if youturn your back on meNow and walk outI will never let you live it down(I'll never quit)Do you still believe in me?Started from the bottom like a snowmanOh man, put that in yourcorncob pipe and smoke thatBut my battery's lowI'm gonna need a booster in my packI know I always got Proofon my backI called you Proof 'cause I knew for a factMy ace in the holeHomie I'm calling on you'cause I think I'm slowlystartin' to lose faith in it, soGive me that inkling and motivation to goHussein with the flowFake fans with the two-faced that showLet heartbeats loot,produce hate in my soulLaying vocals two days in a rowTrue statement,hate to go down this roadBut there's only one routeto cross this bridgeSo I walk in thisbitch with loose change'Cause all my dues paidBut this booth is taking its tollBut it's never too lateto start a new beginningThat goes for you tooSo what the fuck you gon' do,use the tools you're given?Or are you going to usethe cards you were dealtas an excuse for you to notdo shit with themI used to play the loser victim'Til I saw the way Proof was drivenI found my vehicle andI haven't ran out of gas yetAnd when they stacked decks,turn handicaps into assetsFanny packs, hourglassesIf time was on my side,I'd still have none to wasteMan, in my younger days,that dream was so much fun to chaseIt's like I run in placewhile this shit dangled in front of my faceBut how do you keep up the paceand the hunger pains onceyou've won the race?When that pool exhaust is cooling off'Cause you don't got nothing left to proveat all'Cause you done alreadyhit them with the coup de grâceStill you feel the needTo go through and deal withthat Bruce WillisThat blue still, that truth stillWhen that wheel's loose, I won't lose willDo you still believe?
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