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Reaction (I Love Music)

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Verse 1

Uh... can I flex real quick?
Cause, sometiiimes I'm feelin' like the realest nigga in the world
Ain't worried 'bout the diamonds or the pretty girls
Got me feelin' like I'm talkin' down to amateurs wit' no
Real experience like referees in intramurals
Cause y'all some novices, all in a nigga pocket wit
Ya backhanded compliments y'all gon' remain anonymous
Me, life's short, and I relish it like a condiment
Spreadin' that college nigga gospel across the continent
My work ethic borderin' on excess
Keep spittin' til they draggin' me off for the next set
I expect, nothin' less than top of the whole game
All the other competitors goin' for next best
I, hail from the Mount Olympus school of rhyme spittin'
My rhymes splittin' makin' way for the divine witness
These lines flippin', acrobatics is life though
For niggas in a box, feelin' like I'm walkin' tightropes
Like kaleidoscope dream, I am quite dope
Crossin' over lines from black fans to white folks
Spanish ppl love my shit too, global appeal
This fresh air'll make ya lips blue, try to breathe nigga
(deep breath) 'preciate the wait
Tryna keep it positive, alleviate the hate, but
My mind changed, I had 58 debates
'bout my song topics, and steppin' outta that same box
'cause I don't advocate no lane hops
Started as a rapper wit a message and
Losin' track of that is not an option, feelin' like I'm boxin'
12 rounds in, I got a couple megawatts in
The right hook, can make a great song a hit record
And when I realized that, you niggas chin-checkin'
Ten seconds from my big break, and pilin' up tracks
Got too many for a mixtape, and so I'm droppin'
Diamonds, the size of my audience irrelevant
Cause I started this in college for the hell of it
It's Valentine's Day, and me n the game is gettin' busy
You other rap niggas lookin' celibate
...bitch, I wrote this shit in 10 minutes

Verse 2

Uh
I got other shit to handle, imma keep it brief
Got the remnants of your dignity between my teeth
I was born to rip a beat up into spare parts
Shit bang, don't it? holla at me if you need a piece
Young nigga with a tendency to express
Exactly what I'm feelin', 'til I get my next check
I'm an ambitious broke nigga with a dream
To change lives, I don't want no f*ckin' necklace
Feelin' like a product of the 80's, I was conceived
In '89, my 16's make the gun bleed
But the Clinton era claims me
Promised that no money or no fame would ever change me
Future lookin' hazy, I know my decisions ain't been perfect
But my music got a purpose if hundreds of people heard it
'cause on the real, I don't need no record deal
Long as at the end of the day, y'all know that I deserve it

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