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Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon

Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon

I'm from a town where hash is the currency

Cash is a luxury

And everyones career is a passion in rugby league cause

In the city, peoples dreams are meant to die

Needle fiends are getting high

We all need confessions I,

Let's take it back to the beginning

When Tak was just a kid at,

8 years old and ain't recorded all the tracks that he had written

When rap was just a gimmick

He was talented and gifted, almost ended up in prison

This the rebirth of illmatic, but it's down under

This the reverse of drill rapping just to sound tougher

But enjoy it, for this moment in time

I'm like nasty nas and jay when they were both in their prime

I'm on that new wave shit mixed with old school tactics

My engineer said that i got vocal hat-tricks

I'm sure that what I paint can still convey what my heart spits

And that's why the homies call me takytheartist

Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon

Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon

Had so many issues with my self esteem bro

It got so bad I almost shelved this dream so

If I asked for help it was essentially no

But look at me now, I'm so full of my ego

A dolla and a dream helped me cope with bein broke

A wallet full of cream ain't what i need to perceive hope

As to what the future holds,

It's either cubicles and funerals,

The family goal is to just to keep pursuin numerals

Accumulating digits, I'm cerebrally enlisted

Registered a victim of these preconceived statistics

Take offense Mr CEO

Fuck your budget cut, you cut my contract just to leave me broke

I'm in a strathpine mindset,

The halftime grindset

There's no promise of tomorrow plus theres barely any fuckin time left

To mess around and not become a staple in my town, bitch you better say it loud

Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon

Said get rich or die tryin

Just go hard or go home

Don't get inbetween of cryin

To your momma on the phone

You was livin in a lie

But the limit is the sky

Who are you, who am I

I'm a icon