My Story
Mask
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1991 When the bass drop, I picture words behind my eyelids Paste em' on a paper for later stackin' up my hits Patience, like the Devil remember that he ain't driving' I ain't gotta rush, I need time When the bass drop, I picture words behind my eyelids Paste em' on a paper for later stackin' up my hits Patience, like the Devil remember that he ain't driving' I ain't gotta rush, I need time man 1991, September the 26th Your boy Mileon was born right in the mix So much that I had to go and make a mixtape about it I know that life sucks cause everyday its surrounded by the Same shit, especially minorities But I don't give a damn, I'm here to tell you about my story You can't hold me back cause I'm about to kill it I'm tryna be the bomb, not just a flash in the skillet A grown ass man don't need nobodies permission I'm cutting like a DJ, a surgeon down to precision I get rappers pissed off, cause I be deadly 22nd Century flow and still an MC Strugglin' but f*ck it, who doesn't? Man its life Imma play my cards right, and write till I get authoritis From it, numb from the thumb down to the small one I feel like number 1, especially when I'm on one 25 6 foot even, I'm in the makin' Coming straight outta Austin, TX a place of greatness Always blazin' tryna switch music to be my 9 to 5 so I can Record, Stop, Play, Roll up and get high Too many struggles that I've been through in this normal life When I spit a rhyme, inside me, I see a new light New opportunities many faces to meet, and places to see I can't afford to lose a ticket for the airplane seat Givin' my best, get it back from good Karma I don't expect a thing, it was destined to be promised Gotta own this one and only opportunity, make it mine Hold it down for the city and throw it up on the Mic For every Hip Hop head, the fans come first They are the ones who will listen and quench my thirst To be an MC at my fullest potential, I thank you from the tip of my pencil I'll never break the temple that y'all helped me assemble Cause I Love what I do, I was born to do this People say they wanna help but they ain't go through my shit I don't wanna fight no more, I just wanna be happy Growin' out my hair till its nappy, a rebel baby I'm just tryna live life, lyrically I live else where I'm tired of my family lining up to get welfare Cause that just means the head household is a looser And that's not me at least from this point to the future When the bass drop, I picture words behind my eyelids Paste em' on a paper for later stackin' up my hits Patience, like the Devil remember that he ain't driving' I ain't gotta rush, I need time When the bass drop, I picture words behind my eyelids Paste em' on a paper for later stackin' up my hits Patience, like the Devil remember that he ain't driving' I ain't gotta rush, I need time man
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