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And they say, "Don't where you come from
Don't die holding on to your
Cause you know you got a world to change
But understand who you got to first"

And I was like "Fuck that", humility bust
I the days with nothing but a bus pass
I was just a little shorty hoping I could find a bum to buy a 40 for me
And have for a bud sack
Yeah, and I dance on instrumental
Unorthodox like Basquiat the pencil
me a microphone and a beat box I could vent to
Music the medium that I could find myself through
Recluse, sipping on lean I would let loose
Looking in the mirror, watching lose
Cleaned up in '08, got a job making minimum wage
To get that page
Hit the road with RL, performing in front of 8
And that shit check your ego
About around that time I'm that EP go
From nothing to us booked around the country
I know no limits, can change in an instant
8 People turn into out shows in a minute
And I'm watching my pops in the row grinning
his glass up to my mom, toasting this Guinness

And we on (we on)
Good music, it lies in the
When we here
Will words live on
Till then, we keep on making the

So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
Put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)

I remember Freshman edition
Last year thinking to like
Yah, nah, I win it yet
Probably get it, but I'm gonna give it everything
my position
The next 11 I gave it all everything I had left in me
blood, sweat, tears in every god damn city
No label, no deal, no publicist,
music that connected and fans that rode with me
Throw me a gold mine, and a
you're riding a couple dope rides
2 women, dimes
Not gonna lie, shit sounds so nice
But I got creative control and my mine
I trade it, maybe I'm crazy
I put on for my
Seattle raised me
Rule 4080, it's really not
Now a days make good music, the are your label

So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
Put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)
So put 'em up, up up, up up (so high)

Oh my god, feels a victory lap
Can I that moment
Can I my shit

And they say, "Don't where you come from
Don't die holding on to words
Cause you know you got a world to change
But understand who you got to first"

Put 'em up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up

Macklemore, Lewis, Seattle

Put 'em up, up up, up up
Up, up up, up up (so high)