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[Intro] I wake up in the morning, its the same old thing Another day alone just rhyme writing (oh) It's getting a little old Feeling kind of cold [Verse 1] When ? say you took your dream too far And finally come to grips with the person you are I think for some of us the dream is too vivid And the gift that we've been given is the curse that comes with it If you strive for perfection and progress You beat your own ass in the process Man I'm satisfied never My shit always could be better Shit the verse I'm saying now could be way more clever I remember when there wasn't no pressure I just do this Before the music was part of a to do list I love writing but why I'm clueless It's peaceful yet deceitful Like a Buddhist Judas And its's fucking up my brain But somehow it's the only thing that keeps me sane I guess I'm like a little goth art student Take away his pen next day at school he'll...

[Hook x2] I ain't a real man, real men work Digging, digging, shoveling dirt The kind of work, that when you get home you're back hurt Blood stains cover your shirt, that's real work [Verse 1] Rapping and ryhming, that it isn't grinding What's grinding, the cats that were strapped In the mine when the mine cap sized over top of them And cats couldn't find them Little kids asking the firemen if dad was alive In the tragic environment that dad had a task to provide them with A little shelter and food to eat So he traveled deep in the sweltering grueling heat Moving his feet til' he a mile below Knowing some workers died there a little while ago No es nada, people gotta do what they gotta A man gets a little but "The Man" gets a lotta Nothing proper, never got an opportunity To get a bachelor's or a docto- Rate, pop'll get the opposite Fire in the hole Never had a silver spoon so he...

[Verse 1] Yeah, uh, yeah, uh Ow ow, yeah, ow ow ow ow Check it out My chick is one out of a million, she a grand prize Met her on the dash bus up in Van Nuys That pretty face, accent, and them tan thighs Make me fantasize all day, I hit it like [Pre-hook] Boom, boom, ay She is untouchable Boom, boom, ay I’m tellin’ ya, man, she don’t quit I hit it like: boom, boom, ay She is untouchable Boom, boom, ay And I don’t think I can handle this shit [Hook] (What’s my motherfuckin’ name?) Rosana, freaky little mama She be tryin’ to fuck all day Hit it from the morning to the evening She be still fiendin’ Lil mamacita, don’t play (What’s my motherfuckin’ name?) Rosana, freaky little mama She be tryin’ to fuck all day Hit it from the morning to the evening She be still fiendin’ Lil mamacita, don’t play [Verse 2] Hey yo Me and her been together for like a couple months Mami got that punani sweeter than peanut butter c...