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In Search Of Symmetry

by Jae Skeese

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1.
(Hook) It's like everywhere I look and everywhere I go It's another motherfucker tryna hate on my flow, but I ain't worried, cuz that comes with the turf, You'll distinguish the meanest right after your leaned from a verse, let's go Niggaz hatin' and such, well thats cool I'm scrapin' em up See my fans patient as fuck, im killin' it faithful as fuck See the world is crazy, my momma been told me No jail, opinion, or law, I never let shit hold me (Verse 1) Warrin' wit niggaz, Guerillas suited, they corporate killers They ignore the realer, they couldn't bear it, we porridge sippers Rappers more Sinorice than Randy, thats unfortunate nigga See my rhetorics Porsches, 500 horses wit scriptures But they don't catch it cuz they ain't Mossin', they be Boston It a be ruins before they knew it They be lost in a box, got my foes fallin' in flops Throw these rappers all in a pot, use a mic to sharpen my chops, see look Over the plains I be acid rainin', they rappin' shaded, jaded Sleepin' on me is like snorin' layin' in lap of Satan For lack of patience I'll cap you quicker, rabid spitter I been rappin' sicker since action figures, im Salmonella And E.Coli, know why? I'm sicker my foci's multi Million dollar recordin's, lines will attack your organs I grind and rap it euphoric, you sniff or smoke it you lost it Can't bullshit a Taurus, my nigga I'm too thesaurus, I can See through your synonyms, your cinnamon I identify you niggaz with ignorance, I'll leave em right in rememberance, ha I hate to brag, but dag you rappers lag I mash on any track, spaz, reveal a tragic incident Villian shit, leave em part of a burial Spit it aerial, skills get exposed, just like the Nationals, ha They try and Twin him, but pimpin' stick to ya innings Stenographers quote me down in calligraphy, literally, listen Not ya average scribe, you rap cats better recognize You lack facts, manufacture lies, I lap tracks with no exercise Yeah, and thats all word to my name I'm in search of the symmetry, all of yall on the plane for real (Hook x1) (Verse 2) Ya boy killin' so constant, drawin', mind movin' like Lawson, awesome Pace is great when I'm joggin' jargon, we G-Men like Couglin, call em The Class though, I'm like Walter White in that lab though You 'bout tall as lice in that back row, I'm main screen, but not mainstream, its just facts bro All caps when I write these, you mediocre like five seeds Write bars harder than concrete, in my Stance socks and my white threes, ha Flyness cemented, like timeless priceless inventions Like Mike and Mike in the morning, you analzye, I'm a menace Plus a chemist, in my iris I'm peepin' The game from the first, see it's cursed, and all my rivals receedin' Hating's aimless with no rhyme or a reason, that season is over Won't cut, leashes on quota, til I'm leasin' a Rover Hope it's clear as Poland Spring or Blue Sky that I'm great You can push limits, or crash and catch a road sign to the face Line to line i aligned em with fate, to believe in the time that it takes To rhyme as high as a saint, I create shit nigga (Hook)
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Tryna Get It 03:27
(Bridge) Regardless I'ma do my thang, I wonder whats all the hate for Ain't a thang changed, I'm sayin' the game is case closed In sun and rain, just prayin' to get a peso I gotta chase dough, what else was we made for (Verse 1) Nigga im zonin', it's 4 o'clock up in the mornin' My hands up on the wheel, but still I feel I can't control it And I know I'm only human, force my hand I turn to Conan And I know it's not a PS3, but the game yo it's consoling, see I'm in search of symmetry, we just wanna be equal But there's, no second chances, you will not receive a sequel Find it hard to be peaceful in route to the root of evils Can it buy happiness, maybe not, but that's what they feed you To make it you gotta spend it, buy it you gotta rent it Snitch and you might repent it, through findin' a lighter sentence, see We in the hood just wishin' for opportunity Can't find it so, dealers recruitin' me, people persuin' me This is the usually, but what are the options Survive or you gotta problem, I know too many who've fallen And we gotta eat, so I'm runnin' the streets while you snorin' Live from the jungle im talkin', and I'm reportin', we out here tryna get it (Hook) x1 And we just out here tryna get it, you see we out here tryna get it They talk it but I live it And we just out here tryna get it, get it And I been out here tryna get it everyday of my life Cuz the word can't I cannot go home and say to my wife, then go call myself a man Nigga, I'm just out here tryna get it, get it I'm just out here tryna get it, nigga (Verse 2) See I'm really tryna do this here, you can't tell we losin' here FAFSA ain't comin', guess there's no school this year And I got a interview, but ain't got no suits to wear No hard-bottom shoes to wear, I ain't bout to look no fool in there And my resume is emptier than my stomach Startin' to wonder not from hunger, how far in hell I can plummet Setbacks and disappointments got me ready to quit it Those dependent on me got me back out on the grind, just tryna get it, uh I got to handle my business If things could just be different I wouldnt risk a chance up in prison, uh These streets a school you, and greed a deceive and fool you No one knows the right time to go so they always say its too soon, true Some go out and win lottos, and some go out and win sorrows For families through tragedy, who knows the plans of tomorrow But this here ain't no guessing game, and nobody gon take mine So I'll just go and try my luck, and keep scratchin' these take fives (Hook) x1 (Bridge)
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Highs & Lows 04:15
(Hook) x1 This my highs and lows Feel like I'm walkin' on a thin line, still lookin' out for one time This my highs and lows Drug deals and gun crimes, we used to rain ain't no sunshine This my highs and lows Them Nudie jeans hold big knots, Rolex don't tick tock This my highs and lows You hear that gun cock, lose it all at the bus stop (Verse 1) Intelligence and a elegance on every selection Between my spirit and what I cherish, heavy connection I know you feel me, you still hearin' heavy affection Learned from the greats, to Jay-Z, im like Gretzsky's Ovechkin I'm from the Lo, but on the low, I'm still higher than most But niggaz know I'm Uwe Boll, supplyin' the gross I spit it nasty, casually, i cause a casualty When I "Mobb" and bring Havoc to beats Higher with fire boy they Udonis Haslem to heat You niggaz trippin', get to bitchin', can't handle defeat You see we worink' I'm classmatic, I'm brandin' my team And what you callin' hard work is the average to me I'm retro rockin', I don't gas em like petrol to pop it They fall in love before the dub, I'm special, hypnotic I got a gift and I believe, so I left from the college Kill em with word combinations, I'm destined to lock it (Hook) x1 (Verse 2) This is me, I'm in live form, my fives on Yeah I'm a bastard my pops gone, still locked on Like a missle or dropped bomb, no target searchin' Grab your Snickers and popcorn, the shows for certain Still goin' on, don't wanna feel no mirage Want a menage, and plus car that fill a garage Let you niggaz play the back, Charles Tillman and Bob Sanders, I be goin' bananas, paint a picture I flirt wit a canvas, harder bars cant be birthed on the atlas Filled wit lead, you can search wit a scanned Best believe I still get in the buildin' I got work sorta like a nigga was guildin' And still I got style like I eat out, and tip em a million Ain't nothin' that can give you this feelin', I'm vibrant Ain't a pool that really shows you this depth, I walk around like I know I'm the best Probably 'cus your girl brag and boasts and at my shows show me the breasts You the one that really swore I was effed, from the start of my thang F1rstClass be the squadron and gang, I flight lane on red carpets, you lame I spit it insane like A play from Peyton off the top of the brain I ball prop, I'm Alstott, ain't no stoppin' the train Get birds of a feather wetter, flockin' the same Here's my reign, endure the weather, I'm a popular name, let's get it (Bridge) Maybe I'm somethin', maybe I'm nothin' Nah, my career don't really need McGrady discussion I gotta feeling maybe it's real, maybe it's nothin' That I'm surrounded by some artists with failure to function I swear I tell em nothin', that's word I tell em nothin' I swear I tell em nothin', that's word I tell em nothin' I swear I tell em nothin', nah nigga I ain't frontin' I swear I tell em nothin', that's word I tell em nothin' And if you rockin' with the class get yo hands up you keep a pocket of that money rubberbanned up And if you rockin' with the class get yo hands up You got a nigga locked, tell em free your man's up And if you rockin' with the class get yo hands up you keep a pocket of that money rubberbanned up And if you rockin' with the class get yo hands up You got a nigga locked, tell em free your man's up, nigga what (Hook) x1
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(Verse 1) Jae-Skeese Factual rhymes, that's how i had to do mines Goin hard the type of bars you see when capitol crimes committed, Envision me pennin' inferior, lesser Ask ya siri im better and she'll tell ya i'm in my zone i'm home not on the left of the catcher See me strikin' my curves thrown will bend ya mind in, i'm ya your highness like Czars on a throne, olajuwon and malone, I always roam on a song with bars sonnets and poems Legit, i'll kill a fit rockin clarks or the foams 1990$ got broads up out they bras on my phone uh I mack real, this nigga will cap peel, on beats Cuz mountains ain't even high as this catskills uh, Not satisfied even at goin my hardest Average heighted nigga possessin' napoleon complex They mirages, rappers left still on the carpet Illest and hardest bars cold chill as a carcass, nigga (Hook) I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that So come and vibe wit a real nigga x4 (Verse 2) G5-GI Word, loud packs, keep swishers No seeds, no sticks Car service, in the back seat wit your bitch, I'm on shit Kush in my brain, we are not smokin' the same, stay in your lane poppin' champagne, that Cristal No more Cliquot, money only thing bigger than my ego On my grind for my people, see my life through the peephole We gave ya'll the first movie, now its time for the sequel Funny how these niggaz never used to see us Now every time we turn around these niggaz tryna be us Probably in your local mall, shoppin for sneakers We don't fuck with ya'll like Adidas I just copped the Benz for the features, features, features And the way the beats sound through the speakers, speakers Kenny beats by the way, real shit here bitch (Hook) (Verse 3) Brasco Revisited the 90's flow then broke em off proper The Don Corleone of F1rstClass, and we the mobsters Crab, fish and lobster, my women fine as wine I be killin' pussy parallel to killin' time Romance for the streets, sex murder and beef A cow for the cash and i'm a pig when i feast Ya bitch dig a nigga, say my poetry is deep Rather run with wolves, than sleep with sheep Maybe its just me, who's gonna be the moderator I'm a stone cold killer, agains the nay-sayers Leave em dead up in the attic, the magic match the flame A soul will never enter my slaughterhouse again Homie I aint playin, in losses I gain Pieces to the puzzle of a bigger picture And its lookin' clearer, lookin' through my rearview mirror I'm a bad motherfucker, Mike Jack, more thriller (Hook)
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Don't Blink 03:28
(Verse 1) It ain't a game, See thangs change quicker than pain sends impulses to ya brain, it makes you nervous, But see the system is designed that way Would you, trade out your loyalty to find yo fame To your, ace boon coon, you might gon play With the devil to get her wet up like a cyclone wave That's what she loves to see, like when hostages are sprayed up like botanists, Shit or coppers box us up She loves it, enthralled enticed by it The worst thangs she got me sayin' i might try it And you love it, but then you front like i might like it I mean i might wife it, your judgement is blindsided She gotta hold on you, like soles on shoes Or a pimps hold on hoes like her toes on shoes With heels higher than cliffs where they throw off rules Rollin' off them 8balls so they go off cue, uh She fantasizes demises and changes in lives which will cause you to drive kitchen knives In ya veins 'cus the pain it is blindin' like drivin' with beams of the highest in eyes of a driver She's right there for the wrong decisions, uh She's right there when truth's gone and missin uh, See fate change for the fallen victim After trades are exchanged like the barter system (Hook) I could be gone in a second I could be gone in a minute I could be gone in a hour, take heed just listen You gotta make a decision before things go sour You can either be used, or take control of the power, dont even blink Dont even blink Dont even blink Dont even blink (Verse 2) When i'm alone in my room sometimes i stare at the wall And wonder who would miss me if i ever was gone, forever Maybe its extra i'm just tryna figure Who to consider brothers and who i'm callin' my niggaz Temptation can change up perception You're lost if they see you from a different direction Sometime he in the mirror still need a reflection Sometime the interference have you shook as a freshman, 'cus check it See niggaz can walk it as good as they talk and be plottin' The most concealed be real in the open and hidin' You run with a nigga you gotta be sure that you got em They'll hang you to dry 'cus niggaz be foreign to ridin' Ya fam you thought was tight as a Corsican mob went And sold you out, but you never had sighted consignment Even with women, swear i've never been blinded by kindness They box you in with the box just to get you to ice em I learned never give a fuck or material items The weak minded think they need em through fear of dividin' uh, But i can't partake You'd kill a man but for success ya strap on safe Fake niggaz wont get a dap, our hand wont shake Over the cheese you get sliced like Land O' Lakes, uh But we should be breakin' bread together If you my nigga you my nigga forever, that's real rap (Hook) (Verse 3) See nowadays moms can't watch me from the window anymore I cant walk around reckless in the city anymore uh, Responsibilities is bigger than ma chores They'll be chargin' me with larceny for stealin' outta store Ain't no slaps on the wrist, i gotta get my snaps with the quicks 'Cus uncle sam be taxin a grip, gotta Go with precaution, your action can flip To reactions wit hazards and risk, check I got friends doin', time and friends under earth, it's crazy growin' up i never thought id see it happen You'd think people would avoid it knowin' that they seen it first, even i used to fuck around before rappin' Lessons learned as a youngin' showed me some better ways I adapted, thats how it happened, some never change My life's in my hands, some aint sayin the same It's your decision, live how you livin', and make ya name
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(Verse 1) Here we go again with this, seems like we have an endless list of Things we can fight over, these wars tearin' down our edifice Writings on the wall we droppin' bombs at that residence Pour pestilence inside my ears then in turn we got wreck again But see my dearest, its necessary you nearest Losin' you that first time, truely showed me what fear is Then we had that second time, i was the one you shared with Another, and a third time might have me checkin my spirit, uh In with psychiatrists, we in deep as Leviathan Into something as much as we see destruction we love it Arguments and discussions be interrupted by cuttin' Jumpin' thru different phases of trustin trust, aint it somethin' In tune with ya shape like intruders with safes Ya 'tude be Joe Pesci you John Gruden ya face You sob true when you cant, devise rules that i cant go break The pressure makes you wan' sock dude in the face, but wait (Hook) Tell me what kinda song i'm 'posed to sang When my, trust ain't enough and the truth a just bring the pain, pain What kinda song i'm 'posed to sang When your tears can fill a tub and emotionally i'm drained, drained What kinda song i'm 'posed to sang When we both feel we right but there's no one to take the blame, blame (Miles B.) It ain't my fault, it ain't your fault, so fuck the wrong and the right I'll pull you close to let you know you can't be gone from my sights (Verse 2) What would you give for perfection Would you trade out all your beauty from your mirrors reflection 'Cus in my perception, perfect always gon leave you searchin' Just for an example of it the time you wastin is worthless Well in relations, imperfections pleasantly plaugin' To the point it'll leave you vacant and questionin' can we make it But, those flaws and fuck ups are what i covet the most 'Cus when you don't think your beautiful i can just brag and boast To ya ears like come on, girl you right and you strong Fuss fight then we moan, you don't like that we go At each other but girl it happens, don't let it become a pattern We get distracted by madness, we cant focus just on what matters But shit, that's how it goes, when i get you outside ya clothes You forget how you hate me and cuss me out when i'm on the road haha, And that's when i pull you close So even when we be beefin i just strive to let you know i'm here (Hook) (Verse 3) Miles B. Whatever goes on, in our life I'm a be stuck with you, between the wrong or rights Ooooh, and I will never let you get out from my mind (no, no, no, no) Baby, your touch is so sweet, it feels so right So close your eyes, and dream of Heaven 'Cus when your with me, you cant think of anything Better in your life
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Come 2 Far 02:51
(Verse 1) Its 1:23 she sent me 4 sms's They 5 deep in 6 inch heels and the baddest dresses But she a 7 in 'seppes and a seven in Seven's She snub the thirst like a .38 nigga no suppression Suggestions of linkin' like a test on emancipation In our conversation, she got me waitin', she contemplatin' I had her runnin like Walter Payton, she swore she wouldn't I fit her figure, but yet she figurin that she shouldn't She wouldn't if titles made they way on the playin' field But we made a deal, she tries her best to maintain her chill Despite her lust for love, she's content with her reservations She just wants the question marks to be periods and exclamations I'm understanding, but see relations take preparations And rushin leaves you lookin for payback, reparations And see you knew what it was fuckin wit me So quit that runnin from me, im who you comin to see, tonight (Hook) (Verse 2) She frontin' like she don't really want it, but she still she knows that i own it 'Cus i come with a bonus and beat the box like opponents Composin' lyrics, she understands a nigga be workin' But what she wants for certain is assurance i ain't out here flirtin' It's curtains, she shoulda cursed it 'fore the boundary was set What you do on the side conditions wont allow me to check, But check shorty, shortly maybe we'll come to agreements About who i shouldn't be seein' that'll give you a grievance With me you feelin completed, i'm just fillin' ya void haha You think i'm playin' that there got you annoyed A toy is not what ya heart is, so you don't see why i'm playin' wit it But me, i'm complacent wit layin' with it not stayin' with it but you can stay and kick it She say all men be same story Paralyzed, women all do the same for me Maybe my brain told me your a smarter choice Then the other head tells me these women you gettin' moist my nigga they gotta voice All of want attention You in your prime and let em know right from the beginning You plan on swimmin' until you find that one that puts you under So whats love in the winter might turn may turn sour in the summer, uh See under covers you might think were lovers, but i yo lust ya Too easy for someone else to go touch ya, ha See under covers you might think that were lovers But whats love up in the winter could go sour in the summer, for real
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Greight 04:17
(Verse 1) How could you judge me before you knew me, and mean it truely Talk to me rudely, i'm young and black my life ain't a movie But i stick to the script, i bring ya my lessons and gifts I ain't stressin' a bit, yet ya'll on the edge of my dick Hear about it and i'm the type to laugh, ya'll get frightened fast Shit to measure my movement you'd need a seismograph How could you not embrace your brothers and wanna help each other It's like we wanna shine like lightning but scared to face the thunder Maybe its 'cus nobody had the perfect plan yet Or maybe 'cus nobody here done been the man yet I bust it like cans of biscuits to make them grands stretch Like Pillsbury, hear me niggas, ya man's next With without ya'll my plans forever to represent My momma told me not all will agree with your intents And hence i see why they hatin', its nathan no offense With me you clashin' with titans, ya more Toyota dents See my ambition will distance me from my opposition Us being one in the same, i'm in a odd position I just stick to the real, i'm not in tune with the fake I stay in tune with my fate, although they said i'd never be, great (Hook) They said i'd never be, they said i'd never be They said i'd never be, great Great, great (but then i'm like) Man I can't be held to they constraints I'm a win this race See I nope don't stop, see I nope won't can't Face that hate, give no complaint Sketch out my dreams, now scope my trace (but then i'm like) Because they said i'd never be, great, because they said i'd never be (Verse 2) They movin' backwards, them fools alludin' to foolish patterns And now that 2012s over they'll come with new disasters This dude is dapper, practice morals that's true to trappers Stay on my hustle, processin' numbers, hewlett packards Some dudes are after the proof, sadly the truth is scattered Some dudes combative, you challenge, they'll shoot through ya tatters Ragged, rugged through our republic we runnin' like fuck it Lord and law be long armed with the rules that can touch him Bound by the bounds of bone and blood through ya open consumption Bound by the bounds of boxes blastin' what purchase is comin' I found its odd my pockets parched when i'm thirstin' for somethin' If talks so cheap how dare you tell me what's worth a discussion On the verge of jumpin', see i'm close to edge We need a wake up call but they give us Folgers instead See i sticks to the real, i'm not in tune with the fake I stay in tune with my fate although they said i'd never be great (Hook) (Verse 3) For those that said i'd never be, do this especially See they rhymes be easy to get, just like elective B's Them tender g's wit the reckless effort offendin' skeese Slay them in order, them player's softer than heaven's breeze Fountain of youth in the booth, i'm drinkin' from heaven's springs My raps a slap em then handicap em like special needs Who needs believe when ya breathe and ya bleed in ya seasoned dreams I give my all for 16's, pristine is how i seems And i reads different like King's writtens Steven King lyrics, perceive it then you receive visions I breathe merit, the Jarrett that every queen cherish He who brings spirit is Skeese, whenever he's near it I sling fear into everything, my scene scares em Keep staring sun in the face, my degrees nearin' I just stick to the real, i'm not in tune wit the fake I stay in tune with my fate, although they said i'd never be great (Hook)
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Pray 4 Me 02:44
(Verse 1) It's inescapable, motherfuckers is hatin' you, shit They got the bait for you, wait for you, they would pay for you To leave this earth so untraceable With no discretion they testin' and them dudes ace'in you, they ace'in you shit It's inescapable, motherfuckers a label you Somethin' other than what the fuck you were thinkin' were raisin you They call you niggas but you had visions they praisin' you On the TV's and PC's see 3-D thinkin' they safe from you, uh Inescapable, you don't know where he's takin' you Thoughts of you thinkin' he may be thinkin' dreamin' of rapin' you Hangin' you, maiming you, takin' from you what makes you praisable He had no business takin' the unobtainable, uh It's inescapable, pharmaceuticals facin' you Fiends wit fetishes relish what they scrape from you, makin' you richer Niggas picturin' the life you livin', chasin' you and your legend They destination's correction or grave wit you, nigga (Hook) Pray for me, that's all im askin', just pray fa me Pray for me, help find, some kinda exit, escape for me Keep it real wit me, don't hide it, site it and tell me just how you feel with me Keep it real wit me, if you the realest lets get it, come on and build wit me (Verse 2) It's inescapable, how ya peoples be changin' you Say they sisters then dismiss ya, friends are interchangeable Every weekend, freakin, see pride they leach and they shake from you Thinkin', it's a vent to protect the club it ain't savin' you, uh It's inescapable, when ya niggas is makin' you Prove ya loyalty boys a see if you holdin' ya weight to do Numerous crimes, time to aim and bang as your neighbors do Mark ya target, pop it for strangers show em what flamers do, uh It's inescapable how they raised and created you Fed you cheese from the government, food stampin', bathin' you In the filth of ebonics, with gin and tonics, degradin' you Enslavin' you, intentional in the ways that they shapin' you, uh It's inescapable, how i love and i strain for you Pain for you, take the blame wit you, all the same you amazin' true We need some basic rules we can follow to braid our roots and make us stronger They'll call us major once we inhale the truth
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(Verse 1) Jae-Skeese I'm thinkin of the people we lose, people we've lost Think of the squares in your circle, you evolved to revolve Think of the niggas that you call when its time to go draw Think of the route you took that nite to go dump at the wrong Target, think of the reasons you would even be thinkin' Of rationale to end a life, nigga how is that decent Think of the consequences, think of the reprocussions Think of ya mother thinkin' ya dead and she lost a loved one Think of ya future, think of HER's, think of its absence Think of the malice, think of the courage immersed in ya chalice Think of the aim you took to blast it, just think of the balance Think of the fear from the crowd, just think of reactions Seein' the innocent thinkin' it was me who he's after Instead he got HER, and SHE needs immediate action From EMS's, man, just think of HER and guessin' That this is the end, and you didnt make the connection That crowds and bullets dont match, and now SHE's detatched Think of all the tears man, aint no bringin HER back No matter how many sorries that you think you can rant SHE's gone forever, was it foolish? just think of the facts It's crazy cus SHE really never had reached HER potential Shout outs to the family, this here isn't easy to get through And Dwight called YOU an angel, i agree that HE blessed YOU We cant forget YOU, our memories seem to refresh YOU Every time Love, All The Time Love, Every Time Love, Every Time Love (Hook) Now i'm the man look at me, i'm the man look at me I'm the man damn man, that's word to Sam23 Now i'm the man look at me, i'm the man look at me I'm the man damn man, that's word to Sam23 Now i'm the man look at me, i'm the man look at me I'm the man damn man, that's word to Sam23 Now i'm the man look at me, huh? huh? I'm the man look at me, huh? huh? what? (Verse 2) Billie Essco Overpopulated projects, she like where is all the fathers Weave old new jays, she like where is all the ballers All this money in the world, where is all the dollars You dying anyway, where is all the martyrs Where is all the scholars, where is all the authors A whole lot of guns, where is all the armor We always in the clinic but where is all the doctors Who died for they beliefs, where is all the Martin's Where is all the Malcolm's, where is all the buddhists's Where is all the 2Pac's, where is all the buddha Where you gettin' weed, where you gettin' all that weed at Where you learn to go and tweet where the weed at Where is all my real people livin' for a cause They seized the whole internet, where is all the laws Where's all my people that stand for something Where them fuck niggas who killed Sam for nothin', I'm comin' (Hook)
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