Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
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I never meant
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to bear the bad news to crews,
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but they bound to lose going
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the route they choose,
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and I caught bruises and scratches
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from cats who couldn't match it,
so they try to muffle my words
before you catch it.
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They tellin' tales of fails and faults
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of me and mine,
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but if you ask, I tell them I'm bein' fine,
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and I'm keepin' in line,
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though rumors keep flyin' around my
whereabouts and where exactly
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Journey is hidin',
And I'm not denying my
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disgust with y 'all
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Claiming you advancing
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when in fact you stalling it all
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Calling it the way
that God's saying
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it's supposed to go down
Got me itching for the mic
to give another go around
So you can go now,
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be about your merry way
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These youngsters know now,
tell your story another day
Don't bother playing yourself no more
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It's not needed, journey big or G -ed
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How it's supposed to be it after all,
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after all
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Now through it all I hit ball after ball
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But didn't fall or quit after all
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I stand tall and I realize, darling,
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that it's all that mattered,
all that mattered
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Not through it all, I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all
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Am
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I stand tall and I realize, darling,
that it's all that mattered, all that mattered
So many times I've thought of purpose
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and whether worthless or not
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No matter how many compliments
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and encouragement I got
I seem to be running in place
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and cringing at the mirrored sight
of mediocrity
Wondering price of exposing
hypocrisy
Thought to be an icon,
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so figured I'm on the right track
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Dubbed the tightest guy for MC,
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but they was really rackin'
It's silly that they placed you
in a separate group anyways
Cause, if you dope,
you dopin' it,
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don't matter who you praise
Unless you talkin' bout
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destination after death,
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in which case
Gospel rap run the gamut,
give or take a couple snakes
And the grass fakes,
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who commercialize Christ on beats
Make a killin' on big churches,
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but never hittin' the streets
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And I never liked or was that,
couldn't be it if I wanted
I was a cannibal to my family,
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if I tried they'd be on it
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Still I thought of better days
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where I'd be dope and paid
So cats under my wing
could utilize the road I laid
And I remember being disrespected
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by those who couldn't understand
And couldn't recognize God's plan
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and the work of God's hand
in our lives and those around us
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Many still spoke to question
exactly what I wrote was and
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which direction we heading
I admit instead of tip -lips
we tripped on couple cats
And that only caused more havoc
so we had to double back
So much was learned
and I wouldn't change what
I went through
Although I might think twice
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about doing something new
But I guess it's in my nature
to be a trailblazer
Whether I'm 58 or doing
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the work of the creator
Cause they both walk hand in hand,
I stand tall in my pursuit
No matter words they spit,
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acting hard in they chat groups
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When my rhyme comes to an end
and my time is up and out
God's gonna know the route I chose
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and know what I was all about
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For a couple decades I played the game
like y 'all supposed to
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And you still keep asking
just why he ain't chose you
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Now I do it all, I hit ball after all
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But didn't fall or quit after all
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I stand tall and I realize,
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darling, that it's all that
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Matted all that matted not through it all
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I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all
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I stand tall and I realized something
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that it's all that matted all
that matted for so long
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My back been carried load on Wandi Road
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But I suppose I hold out for rainbow gold before I fold
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been told and did the telling yelling check your motives
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I'm in the game to fill my
stomach
in my wallet already voted
voted for the ends for emptiness
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It'd be contagious
so on my wallet had an echo
I went through them get your stages
filled pages with superficial
and my pen won't initial when questioned
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Did I write that I'd hide in
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back of a whistle
see whether rain or shine?
I'm gonna keep my Nike step
and it's nothing too expensive
concentrate on psyche kept
I'm knowing about the times hard
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in the bottom of the barrel
plus the gun barrel
and plunge to the bottom
of the stairwell
Almost hit the farewell button,
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but Christ had it on safety flashing
pictures of gold streets
And he threw in the gate key
and it made me think again of friends
And I believe away so I spread
it through these ghetto rules
till I reach my judgment
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day now through it all
I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all
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I stand tall and I realize, darling,
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that it's all that mattered,
all that mattered
Am
Now through it all, I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all
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Am
I stand tall and I realize, darling,
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that it's all that mattered,
all that mattered
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Now through it all,
I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all
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I stared tall and I realized, darling,
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that it's all that mattered,
all that mattered.
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Now through it all, I hit wall after wall,
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but didn't fall or quit after all.
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I stared tall and I realized, darling,
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that it's all that mattered,
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all that mattered.
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