Key: F major•
Verse 1
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It's show-
it's- it's showtime
I don't need a sponsor or a co- sign
I ain't got to say my
name, you know mine
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I don't borrow bars, I got my own lines and my
But you ain't going to act like I'm an
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old timer in decline since '09
You ain't going to treat
I was making grime and getting no shine
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Everybody said they stand on business,
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till they run their mouth and get a clothes line
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Budgets getting cut, labels shutting down
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all the black stuff like the coal mines
And that's a cold line for
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you slow minds
Verse 2
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Either you're with me or against me
Either you love me or resent me
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Is it a Rolls, is it a Bentley?
Why am I shallow and so empty?
I don't need the P, I got plenty
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But if you give me the P, it might tempt me
You can't make this up, this ain't Fenty
ain't make believe
achieve and you better believe
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I took UK music overseas in '03
I don't need Complex to
I'm one, two, three, four,
five and six
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I'm the god- damn reason you can even sit
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And you could have quit or at least admit
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I was out here working, doing bits
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Got a BET, and that ain't even it
and a bunch of hits
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And I put us on main stage
We ain't the same age
I don't really want to engage
to see me get enraged?
Why you care so much
what the States think?
I only care what the estates think
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I was gripping on ends with bait licks
been the same since
And the game stinks 'cause you get
excited about mediocre stuff
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Maybe it's because you
ain't old enough
to some older stuff
Maybe I'm just getting
old and over stuff
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Plus- plus- plus I'm old enough
To remember,
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radio picked them man there over us
Not trying to blow my own trumpet
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Not one bit,
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That's the fun bit, plus I made the beat
I ain't losing sleep over dumb shit
who never done shit
I'm so far ahead before they even started,
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Let's face the facts
Let's forget the plaques
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Let's forget the tape packs with Wiley Kat,
There's nothing wrong with that
If you say I'm not,
What kind of God is that?
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but you can thank God for putting us on the map
And that's big chat
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Done a lot for grime, I done a lot for rap
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I'm a happy chap, not a fanny flap
I'll spark 'em out before I hold a slap
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Back to Wiley Kat, I take off my hat
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From the council flats
When you best the scene,
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But when you over- chat, they over react
Yeah, right
I'm like Stevie Wonder
trying to ride a bike
I'm like Stevie Wonder trying
to fly a kite on a cloudy night
playing Iron Mic
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Now, get it right
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