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[Tech 1]
Im humble because I what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody
No Fans, no
believing in ya
Now at Me
I was on the ground with nobody
Some in my town my sound was a hobby
Now that Im crowned theyre and oddly
They try and come now Im somebody
Middle in the air
With a and a prayer
I this
had no money then my daughter hit
That was a get up and hustle starter kit
Hard to spit, bars to get, at stars its, not marketed
far from it, dark and your partner quit
Really barking, you wishing for the spark to get heart in art a bit
But they doubted me cause Im nothing like em, knew how to be
Stylistically foul, and hes proud to be and hes
now is time to get the crowd shouting
Now people him, its wow peep his salary
Way when I was feeling defeated
When inspiration, motivation, was
At the to be great, I've exceeded
All of your you fakers can eat it
my world, this my game
All the wicked shit is coming out of my
This is my girl, music is my
If you can get it keep it P.I. mane
Why not the pie?
that I
Would get the people liking me and wouldn't dare to buy shit
Try to told ya before that my flow
Milli sold on the road my whole clique
Everybody in to witness
whirlwind
In the with MGK
Thick sex
to the top
Never did
Now we got it its fuck the world
The haters in the
On my ass
Wanna around like my ex-girlfriends

For the I, Gooo
For spot I, Gooo
To the top I,
Screaming fuck the (fuck the world)
Screaming mother fuck the
the world (fuck the world)
Screaming mother the world
And thats
How I feel twenty-four-seven in a city where the men die
whatever we gotta do to survive
to the sky
Middle up high
fuck the world (fuck the world)
Screaming mother the world
Fuck the (fuck the world)
mother fuck the world

2]
I remember thinking I rather die
Than go through I was going through when I was struggling to survive
Full of ambition and Im to ride
No tragedy over and I am a Lion I gotta try
Full of drama, I was like a failure
Fiending for the again, I was living in disgust
Doing odd
seeing me
Traveling to work, in forth, on the bus
Yeah, I was up
But I got it for yall
Spit venomous lyrics cause I was ready to
Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers want to get in my circle I tell em naw
Cause I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally, and I gotta be gradually happy to
At somebody when they speak and might be on that bullshit
So its, fuck em I dont even botha
And who knows next but three angels chasing dreams
Hailing the Mid-West, as we spread our wings
All of us striving to surf over the
Creating us a vision would be stunning
When we to Earth and your city and do a show
You would get to see from miles come running
Yelling for Machine Gun
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in bring something smelly
We could take it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put they hands up Im
Come on and get let loose
Celebrate the fact you made it and let me see you get buck
You done been some shit
But you did it you had the heart to throw the middle finger up

3]
From the back
To the seats
On the block, running the cops, like athletes
Whoever imagined lace up
Could've got me to the finish like meets
And when everybodys hot, Im past
And if I dont need the fuel, gas me
Its a long time coming
100 words and running
Mother fucker catch me
And while these rappers pen and pad it
I was 13, with a
Anything we ever wanted then u we gotta have it
Dont nobody snitch, get pinched? You forget like magic
Kids carry tools like go-go
high school to an open casket
Now another in the stomach of his babys mother nevers gonna know his daddy

Whys the gotta lie to get money?
Whys the federal reserve take from me?
Why we even for another country?
Have u seen my mother fucker we hungry!
Representing for the of the map even though me and mine are coming from the bottom
Why do all greats fall when it isn't
Where would Pac be at if nobody shot him?
Do u really think the Notorious Big believe these guys?
All these internet thugs that the the media
You wanna talk grind
Look in encyclopedia what is in it I bet u see mine
Mother fucker Kells
Skinny boy six foot
bigger than an SUV
Lord knows I through hell and back
Ducking jail and
And still I out on t-o-p
This is for the kid who never had a father figure to on
every school day being sent home
Feeling like he know anybody
Because the only thing he ever had on him was his
So he a song
And he turns on
Every morning to get him through the day
for an escape
In the kick in the
the story of MGK