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Gettin' Started - text

wassup
yeah
rez
we in here
Black and dairy look
yo
yo yo yo
look

an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
so I provoke the time boy I'm so divine
yeah I could go define
the fuckin word excellence
I'm nice with these bars but my lethal flow treacherous
Murder beats effortless so witness better not mention it
Biblical bars I'm spitting verses out of Exodus
A mother fuckin veteran
Writing with the paper late
Deligent times deliver rhymes over 808
I ball but don't fade away
Chronic bring the pain away
I'm raps superhero boy I'm fucking here to save the day
Uh, me and instrumentals just get along
Stuck in the present but my souls in the Renaissance
I'm thomas Edison
Lighting up the room
But when I die all I ask is put a mic up in my tomb
Writing since the womb
The hype is finna bloom
Hi-rez and yes there's a hyphen up in it too

So I let my mind flow
Til the pain disappear
I'm getting hella close to my ones distant there
I look in the mirror
And ask myself why
Homie whats your motivation tell me what's your drive
Do you do it for the money or the love of it
Are you gonna quit
Have you had enough of it
Hell no homie we don't get departed
We been grinding for years but we just fucking getting started

Hit the smile through the trouble
Overcoming obstacles
Upset my own mom because I didn't make the honor roll
Schools just something I ain't passionate about
I truly hate it
Not a bit, but an imaculate amount
The fact is that I'm out juts chasing my dreams
Staring failure in the eyes
Truly facing defeat
I'm really anxious as fuck
For being patient ain't me
To have you bobbing your head
All I need's some bass and a beat
Uh, music's my life so I hold that dream next to me
And those who used to laugh at me
Suddenly they texting me
Facebook friending me
Voicemail sending me
Pen to a loose leave
Do you get a lend to peace
Uh, cuz my mind's flowing thoughtlessly
Syllables and metaphors get put together cautiously
Teachers try to call on me in class
But it ends awkwardly
Cuz my reply is IDK don't talk to me

So I let my mind flow
Til the pain disappear
I'm getting hella close to my ones distant there
I look in the mirror
And ask myself why
Homie whats your motivation tell me what's your drive
Do you do it for the money or the love of it
Are you gonna quit
Have you had enough of it
Hell no homie we don't get departed
We been grinding for years but we just fucking getting started

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