Well now it’s all done and underway
I’ve seen the same thing many times and I’m getting frustrated
But even though I can get away
I keep coming back to the same thing everyday
Bibba babay!!!

I tried to think of how my life’s been moving backwards
And then I thought about what I’ve been going after
Something more than being just another rapper
And every time I try to prove it, I hear the laughter
But listen up, I feel my feet picking up
Haven’t figured out where they’re taking me though, shit is tough
But then I think about little kids living in huts
And now I’m thinking that I can keep on gettin’ up!!
The more I learn the more I know I haven’t got a clue
So keeping on learning’s something that I oughta do
I got knowledge, plus I got a solid crew
We just gotta figure out who the fuck we’re talking to
But all I keep seeing is bad news
All I keep seeing or hearing is bad news
Now I’m becoming immune to bad news
All of sudden, I’m amused by bad news

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It’s hard to say exactly what I hope tomorrow brings
A fairy tale or a story filled with horror dreams
Talk is cheap but if I never speak I’m hard to see
It’s hard to sleep and when I do I only sorta dream
What I deserve and what I get are not g’on be the same
‘I need some money’ doesn’t mean I fuckin’ need some fame
I need to change, but easier said than done
So I just write a rhyme, rip it up, and write another one
But every now and then I make sure one’s kept
‘Cause musically there’s still sort of a chance for success
I’ve done stressed, punched walls and lost rest
But honestly, I’m doing much better with much less

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