Key: D# minor
Verse 1
let's say hello to this extremely talented young
Dm
Am
man.
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
C
Am
I started out by recording tape,
banging on a garbage crate
Developed a craft until the sound coordinate
It was on till the morning late,
spark in the quarter eight
Writing and hoping that some will all relate
I went off the fate,
I don't record a date
Around the same time
me and my father parted ways
Sometimes the pain's too much
for my heart to take
Still marks awake in dawn to sunrise
Pray I remain strong and become wise
Touch lives with the song of who up lies
No bragging bout fun -sized drug ties
Let it soothe my soul, I produce and wrote
Love the art form so much, I'll do them both
There is no limit to what
one can earn
Recognize most won't
understand the term
Trials and tribulations, stand firm
They told me to listen, young man learn
There is no limit to what
one can earn
Recognize most won't
Dm
Am
understand the term
Trials and tribulations, stayin' firm
Yeah, good morning, it's a new day
A fresh start, I'ma form me a new way
True, I stay still, I'ma pursue pay
This for my people from the US to the UK
This is for you and yours,
wherever you stay
Whatever town, the rugged sound,
the new play
Them other clowns,
they come around,
they new prey
You're underground,
never dumb it down, no new pay
In fact, I raised the bar while
you paid him off
None rockin' this hard at my age so far
You got the word plain,
but everything you say is soft
The world's survey say
anything to make a star
Reach for eagles speakin' lethal
Breed that deceives, I don't believe you
Your seethe won't pray strong
everything I speak true
They told me to listen, young man, learn
There is no limit to what
one can earn
Recognize most won't
understand the term
C
Am
Trials and tribulations, stayin' firm
Told me to listen, young man, learn
There is no limit to what
one can earn
C
Am
Trials and tribulations, stayin' firm
Yeah, moms was a nurse,
pops was a magician
Pull all sorts of disappearing
acts on his children
Facts that I'm building,
truth in the purest form
Truth can be proven wrong,
still maneuver through the storm
Move along, baby, you bluffin' strong
Baby, you comin' home,
baby, it's somethin' wrong
She said, I know you need space,
Dm
Am
coming from the wall
Madness, I soar above it all
This rap shit, I love it to the core
But my back's against the wall
And still, I'm a crafter for y 'all
Wondering how, they doubted me before
They still doubt me now
What gives me the strength?
Keep on moving,
keep showing and proving
With the pen, I know what I'm doing
It's June in the building
This album right here
is for my family,
and my truth beggars.
This song right here is for you,
Outro 1
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