[Oktane:]People please... Are you listenin to my vision that I am livin'*Ever since I was just a kid I knew I was givenA talent that nobody else was givenSo my division was exactly that, but I never knew if I was the differenceBetween good and greatBecause all everyone does around my is hateAnd tell me everything I'm working hard that's a mistakeAnd we're the ones who didn't listen, now look at us todayWe came from battle rappin, clappin the gats, cats attackin us and mad us because we doin what you couldn'tBut now you back at us and you clap for us, all I see is people been waggin us because they seein what they should'veWell you a couple minutes lateYou're try to bring your fruits to me, but I already ateI'm not hollywood my vision's just clearerI avoid conflict and it's not because I fear yaI just decided to chooseI got too much to looseAnd besides that my only competition is the mirrorSo, pardon my? estab?, but you waggin when I'm walkin my by and I don't look your way it's simply because I don't hear yaAll I hear is the fans, and ya'll understand their screams are deafening, they all waitin for the bossSo you can pay for your ticket, you can't walk in with us because you didn't believe in us, now go and take your lossCause now everybody is seein past the imageThat he has just hit it, the limitThat he is not a gimmickThe people admit itThey see him and he is who they scrimmageThey shoot at my head, I popeye, and he is out of spinachTake it in I'll give you a minuteSean and Kadis told me to go in, I hope that they meant itLots of money and time had went in I spent itNow I'm paid in full every show, back to businessOf course they're gonna hit the three, even if they foul himI'm here to sell more than a couple thousandI've worked too hard to be looked at as lousyI stand unamused, only music can arouse meLyrics sparks songs I' m nice with emMr. Hi I'm Him can really write venomI be happy to sent these rappers, out ice with emPoint proven and I'm movin, I bruised em now Price get em[Price Tag:]Ever since the moment that I took a sip of life, I knew my kryptonite was to get on stage and grip the micI see my dreams in front of me had to grip it tightGrew up with no dad, I guess that makes me a victim right?Wrong, I'm on my throne with my feet upYou headed to the same destination, we can meet upMy book is in the sky, which means you gotta read upOnly the game is in the oven, let's turn the heat upPull the seat up, sit in the rowGet on the map, sick of the thoughts, sick of the flowPickin the shows, the quitters will stop the rippers will goWe hittin them low, Price T and Okt we give and we goWhoa, my life I feel out restedMy brody Bread shot in the head, show me the justiceAnd ever since my cousin Pooch got killedI've been spittin fire untill the booth got grilledWho's not real?Audio the next inPunchin every letter in the game, no textinTeachin the class the wrong time to end the lessonSittin alone on this road, no intersectionsJust me and destinyThey waitin for the new livin legend, the next is meSo feel the power of the truth when you're next to meI'm on the desktop, the trash is where the rest'll beSo fear as the beat dropsThey prayin that I fell, and I just put my faith in GodLet me say it again, I put my faith in GodChase the dollarFix my collarLet them know that it's the riseAnd it's my job to release what I got inLoser from the Inland Empire, I am not himMe, I refuse to get in the game and not winIf Okt is missin the three, I be tippin the shot inThe only way that I'm going is right, no leftsDoing what I please in this game, no refsWe the force that give you reports, no F'sMe, I'm tryna make this money stretch, bow flexOh yes, at show time I'm the town repGimme a flannel, some skinny jeans, and a brown vestThe grand finale is us, we'll put it on nextJust turn my mic up, I think it's time for soundcheck
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