And I, from the, bottom Like a, snowman, up round chuck, still put hands on you Staying wound up is how I time free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pin I got the air about me wind chimes (yeah) Another day in the (uh) Used to have to to get by (yeah) Now my is gated And I made it, and my say hi (say hi) I'm giving them pounds, I'm now it means I'm way in the sky
But I remember the days of, minimal wage for labor, welfare recipients is a minor Look at how assistance has made ya Adversity, if at if you don't succeed Put your to more use 'cause being broke is a poor excuse shit only gives you more fuel Show them why you So close, God, it's I almost got it
But close counts in timebombs and horseshoes So I shit (tick, tick, tick) No Screw it, I'm lit, and that I blew up on quick That's why they call me I up on wick (wick, wick, wick) with a short fuse I got some news to report to Anyone who I was done, nah, bitch, not quite Spotlight's on, got my faith, where's yours? Do you still In me?
Didn't I get I had to give you to make you see? I forget if you turn your back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it (I quit) Do you still believe? In me?
Man I sometimes these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me, there's just ink I fling them like slingshots, and so precise So you want to think it over twice you retards can roll the dice But beef will at least cost you career 'Cause even my cheap are overpriced
But this middle is free as a bird New warhead-ed birth, you just forehead-ed on Too short for a verse, studied his Learned how to incorporate a Point it corporate America Stick a in it and turn 'Cause four-letter words are more Heard the world a turd to me You're getting
But I overdo it But I get so into it I was there you when no one knew it When situation showed no improvement I was that door, you over to it I'm the light at the end of so people are always looking at me as they're through it
that tunnel vision is unclear, shit becomes too much to bear Since "Cleaning Out My Closet" I was having trouble with the I'm that unrealistic answered And get you jacked up, like you're trying to fix a flat (uh), when you with a spare double fisted bear, knuckles coupled with this pair of I'm cupping I am fucking switch, nothing can compare
Do you believe In me? Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you I never forget if you your back on me Now and walk out I will let you live it down (I never quit) Do you still In me?
Started from the bottom like a Oh man, put in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my low I'm gonna need a in my pack I know I got Proof on my back I called you a groupie 'cause I knew for a My ho Homie I'm calling on you I think I'm slowly startin' to lose in it, so Give me that mota.
Motivation to go, Hussein the flow Fake fans with the two-faced show Let heartbeats loot, hate in my soul Laying two days in a row True statement, hate to go this road But there's only one route to cross bridge So I walk in this bitch loose chains 'Cause all my dues But this booth is its toll
But it's never too late to start a new That for you too So what the fuck are you do, use the tools you're given? Or are you going to use the you were dealt as an excuse for you to not do shit them I used to play the victim Until I saw the way Proof was
I found my and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they decks, turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs, If time was still on my side, I'd still none to waste Man, in my younger days, dream was so much fun to chase It's like I ran in place while this dangled in front of my face
But how do you up the pace and the hunger pangs you've won the race that pool of exhaust is cooling off 'Cause you got nothing left to prove at all 'Cause you done already hit them with the de grâce Still you the need To go through and deal with that Bruce That blue steel, that still that wheel's loose, I won't lose will Do you still