Race's cup
West on fire
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Maybe I'm too old for this shit, but I'm still young in my head I'm a mother fucker punk in them mother fucker game I changed the way I see this world, I changed my aim I need to quit the screen and get out of my bed I can't deny sometimes my life was a mess I was not this kind of kid with studiousness I was raised by the TV, always played on my NES Only matters how to end my Zelda's Quest I never realised how life could stop in a pop How my dreams can burn like weed in a pot We don't know how fast we can lost what we got Remember that the fall is harder from the top Sorry I digress, music hurt my chest A blast, too fast, in the middle of the "heist" I saw Macklemore he was singing on the fest I got a second chance. I wake up, I can do best One more time on the mic, I never give up I got an extra life, I caught one up I'm looking for a dime, so I jump my hands up I was ready for a ride, now I'm driving for the race's cup Oooh champagne champagne give it to me baby Now find nme some champagne, and not a sheap shit Yeah yeah money money, come to me my little baby Come to see your daddy, I just want you with me It's not easy, like picking a fruit on a tree But money is a trap and take your pleasure is the key You can't imagine the time I lost thinkin' 'bout my music One day I said to myself "stop to stick" Even my shoes they told me to "Just do it" It's how I turn my ideas into realistic shit I start to workout, listening "Sublime" Practice everyday my music skills and save my time A word in a sentence and another one and I got a rhyme Creation process express what's really in your mind Hedonistic neurosis is the social new norm Chasing your dreams and ride a unicorn You push yourself too far from what you can afford Passion come into tension until you break the cord A word in a sentence and another one and I got a rhyme One more time on the mic, I never give up I got an extra life, I caught one up I'm looking for a dime, so I jump my hands up I was ready for a ride, now I'm driving for the race's cup I'm driving in my car like in fast and furious Ain't a gangsta but I do it really serious It's my rebelution, I make it hilarious Pull up the volume this time is fabulous Pull up the volume and make it louder The simple moments are the most glorious I've got no money but I'm rich in my soul I'm rich with my girl, my cat and my dog One more time on the mic, I never give up I got an extra life, I caught one up I'm looking for a dime, so I jump my hands up I was ready for a ride, now I'm driving for the race's cup One more time on the mic, I never give up I got an extra life, I caught one up I'm looking for a dime, so I jump my hands up I was ready for a ride, now I'm driving for the race's cup
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