Hip Hop welcome out
I be whoopin' $$# like my belt was out
Just for the record, I don't smoke but

I might light it up if I was down at Michael Phels's house
Just a young kid raised on a rough block
Where the number one phrase is '$#&@ cops'

And we all carry blades and buck shots
But I'm tryna make a change before my luck stops
Drink triple, see double, act single

That's the motto of the generation that I hang around with
Who the hell gon' do the right thing in a world
Full of trouble man I feel like I'm surrounded

My name is the one ya' found
And I owe my fame to the underground
If you're chasing dreams you gotta run 'em down

But take a break for a minute, it's the summer now

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Sometimes I feel like, lending you a hand
Come with me tonight
Cause I'mma set you free tonight, girl

Sometimes I feel like, I don't give a damn
Run with me tonight
I'm giving you the keys tonight, to my world

And it feels alright, and it feels okay
Cause I don't give a $#&@ anyway
Sometimes I feel like, I don't give a damn


I shine baby kiss the light
And every single morning is a gift of life

I fly through the sky never miss a flight
Now every single girl calls me Mr. Right, I'm like woah...
When it comes to speed of women I like slow

Never know who else these women just might know
So many brothers out there actin' like they never heard
The story 'bout Billie Jean and Michael

I suppose the money owns you
You don't own it, like you're supposed to
You don't know %#@!, let me coach you

Just don't quit, thought I told you
My name is the one ya' found
And I owe my fame to the underground

If you're chasing dreams you gotta run 'em down
But take a break for a minute, it's the summer now


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