[Tech 1] Im humble because I know what it like to be at the bottom and have nobody No Fans, no Nobody in ya Now at Me I was down on the ground nobody Some in my town said my sound was a Now that Im crowned astounded and oddly They try and come now Im somebody Middle in the air With a hope and a I this Never had no money my daughter hit That was a get up and hustle nigga kit Hard to spit, bars to get, at stars its, not marketed Youre far from it, dark and your partner Really barking, you for the spark to get heart in your art a bit But they doubted me cause Im nothing like em, never how to be foul, and hes proud to be wild and hes Thinking now is to get the crowd shouting Now people found him, its wow peep his Way back when I was feeling When inspiration, motivation, was At the to be great, I've exceeded All of your you fakers can eat it This my world, this my All the wicked shit is out of my brain This is my girl, music is my If you can get it I'mma it P.I. mane Why not share the that I Would get the people liking me and wouldn't dare to buy shit Try to told ya before that my sick Milli sold on the with my whole clique listen in to witness Tech's In the with MGK Thick sex to the top Never did Now we got it its fuck the world The in the past On my ass come around like my ex-girlfriends
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2] I remember I would rather die Than go through what I was going through when I was to survive Full of ambition and Im to ride No over triumph and I am a Lion I gotta try Full of drama, I was like a failure Fiending for the industry again, I was living in odd jobs Everybody me Traveling to work, in forth, on the bus Yeah, I was up But I got it together for Spit venomous lyrics I was ready to ball Started Po Pimpin on everybody and certain motherfuckers want to get in my circle I tell em naw Cause I got to get up in my anatomy, naturally, and I gotta be gradually happy to holla At somebody when speak and they might be on that bullshit So sometimes its, fuck em I dont even And who knows whats but three angels chasing dreams Hailing from the Mid-West, as we spread our All of us striving to over the summit Creating us a vision that be stunning When we come to Earth and your city and do a You get to see everybody from miles come running for Machine Gun Kelly And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in better bring smelly We could take it to another level, wherever you wanna go, everybody put hands up Im ready on and get wild let loose Celebrate the fact that you it and let me see you get buck You done been through some But you did it cause you had the heart to the middle finger up
3] From the back To the seats On the block, running from the cops, like would've imagined lace up Could've got me to the finish like meets And when hot, Im past heat And if I dont the fuel, dont gas me Its been a long time Since 100 and running Mother fucker come me And while these rappers pen and pad it I was 13, a semi-automatic Anything we ever wanted then u we gotta have it Dont nobody snitch, get pinched? You forget like magic Kids tools like go-go gadget Leaving high school to an open Now baby in the stomach of his babys mother nevers gonna know his daddy Whys the government gotta lie to get the federal reserve gotta take from me? Why we even fighting for another Have u seen my mother fucker we hungry! Representing for the middle of the map even though me and mine are coming the bottom Why do all greats fall when it isn't Where would Pac be at if nobody shot him? Do u really the Notorious Big would believe these guys? All these thugs that the the media finds You talk about grind Look in what name is in it I bet u see mine fucker this Kells Skinny boy six foot Heart 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 figure to depend on Spending school day being sent home Feeling like he doesn't know Because the only he ever had on him was his headphones So he picks a And he them on Every morning just to get him the day for an escape In the kick in the the story of MGK