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In case y'all didn't know, I'm a need y'all to turn up for this one

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred-fifty pounds

We making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred- fifty pounds

We making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?

We were all born genius

Society turns us stupid

They brainwash our minds made us think we still students

They think a grade on a paper is a butterfly effect

When all we ever really needed was respect

I could piss on a cup and convince y'all it's lemonade

Information is too easy to change now

You getting knowledge from people who are unpaid now

Net is really changing the way we really think now

At times I have ideas

At times I really don't

At times I feel like somebody really ever needs to clone

People think to make a song you got to be beyond stoned

Nah you can't be owned by the higher power

Ideas in the club but outside stands a bouncer

When they make yo ass sit down and turn your ass to stone

Emergency calls, flip phone

Phone home, chrome dome

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred- fifty pounds

We making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred- fifty pounds

We Making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?

Nothing is for certain, so take it how it comes

Your pocket change a fortune for people where I'm from

I might need a kick

Lay it with some snare

Just to let y'all know what's really in the air

This city always drowning, gone call this bitch Atlantis

Dripping so hard I took a trip out to the Atlantic

Is it really a crime to say shit in some rhymes?

Or will I need to prove it by picking up some dimes?

The world on our fingers, when we're all born

It all dies so in the morning so we all mourn

Then we turn to workers, they call that shit reborn

They do it so not everyone can do what we do

The shit we do, we make it all see through

They can't have people who exposed all the loose screws

I ain't saying that I'm the only one on this mission

And I'm not saying I'm the only one in this position

Life can be a sandwich, the bread comes first

But first, lemme finish up this verse

I don't wanna curse, I'm always gonna climb

Shit, not even the nurse with the ice pack can cure

There are things in life that have no cure

What are those things, I'm not sure

Might need to go back home so I head down west

Let the people know I'm at my very very best

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred- fifty pounds

We making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?

We staying on the ground

Nobody getting crowned

We started off creative now we tussling for rounds

A hundred- fifty pounds

We making an amount

Are we doomed forever or are we really really bound?