Eddie B – Born To Win Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Eddie B]
You're superficial, my crew will hit you with cruiser missiles
I heard your album, that shit is filled up with stupid issues
They blew the whistle trying to take me out the game, fam
But that was nothing, I just switched the fucking game plan
Hold the applause cause I don't even need it
I'm overly conceited, I'll never be defeated

You rappers get deleted, please believe it
The point is I'm the pyramids in Egypt
It's Eddie Boo baby, I'm the best ambassador
I'll take you to the future like the flux capacitor
Yes I'm Dracula fresh, and I dress spectacular
My stamina will damage you, g-go and get your camera
I'm colder than the middle of February in Canada
Mark it on your calendar, do we have a challenger?
I could turn the microphone into a 40 caliber
Bust a couple shots and make you fall over the bannister

[Hook]
Born to win, go win, we don't know how to lose
Raise the altitude, we making power moves
Born to win, go win, we don't know how to lose
It's either fly or die, you're gonna have to choose

[Verse 2: Shabaam Sahdeeq]
These beats give me words, what they say is from the insight
The streets give me love and the pen helped me take flight
I draw up plans and diagrams to success
But I don't know if my coordinates are right cause I ain't hit yet
No, I ain't down with any Blood or Crip set
But what I spit get your chick wet, this white help me get fresh
From head to toe smelling like Code of Armani
I need none of you fake ass rappers to stand by me
Atrévete a meterte con nosotros
You be face to face comiendo un tres ocho como biskotso

You a clown my man
And you ain't really worth shit, less than a half of a gram
So scram before you end up in a jam like strawberries
I got a mean left hook, but I set 'em up with the flurries
Hurry hurry, this the main attraction
Sahdeeq and Eddie B, H Fraud get 'em packed in
I'm feeling powerful, blow the horns of Gideon
Let the angels bring me in, I'm back to bring that gritty in

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Maffew Ragazino]
Fly or die
Mirror mirror on the wall, how fly am I?
As fly as ever, frequent flyer mileage in the trillions
Infinity and way beyond, faster than the speed of life
Keys open doors and you know currency is the key to life
A alike, B alike, real niggas see eye to eye
24/7, 3-6-5, money on my mind
Toxic waste, mix carbon monoxide with cyanide
80 proof and oxygen, and turn the fire extra high
Boom, Hiroshima A-bomb
Crush 'em with the black and I'll have Number 9 J's on
Dirty Bastard like a son, Ghostface, Raekwon
Gotta love that A to Z promo, now go and get your hate on
Rare gems hues like Mancala, black fist
Martin, Malcolm, Mandela, there is not a man better
Than R-A, G-A, zino
Sayonara, long gone, farewell, C-notes

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