Alright, Alright OK, A-Alright OK Alright OK Return of the Mac, get em What it is What it does What it is What it isn’t Looking for a better way to get up out of bed Instead of getting on the internet and checking out who hit me, get up Thrift shop, pimp strut walking Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby Sweater game nope nope y’all can’t copy Yup. Bad, moonwalking This here, is our party My posse’s been on Broadway And we did it our way Throne music I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it And yet I’m on Let that stage light go and shine on down Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds But, I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town Trust me. on my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustlin’ Chasing dreams since I was 14 with the four track bussing Halfway cross that city with the backpack Fat cat, crushin labels out here Nah they can’t tell me nothing We give that to the people Spread it across the country Labels out here Nah they can’t tell me nothing We give it to the people Spread it across the country Here we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us Like the ceiling can’t hold us Here we go back, this is the moment Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Posted on: Sun, 16 Jun 2013 20:40:40 +0000
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