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See I grew up with the blue before there was a u-stream a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes strings Rhyming on these since the 90s I'm a factor Here with career until I'm in the here after Classic with this mike like mike when he was And you, you remind me of me when I was I read lines and bring drama an actor But I'm so that you would think that I'm a rapper You think I got in backwards? It really doesn't matter
Producer meets the rapper, he's the I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you can climb on I'm proof that you could make loot and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the industry as hot as my Be mainstream dream meets the of normalcy The of everything cool most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
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