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I guess it started at birth The want to break away from the pack and take first I need, to show you what I'm worth And I promise to do that before I leave this earth Goal to provide, something you can relate to Something to shake to, or just get baked to Always give more, more than less Be the best group than the rest On a quest to protest this mess Like, Okay, it's time to do my part Time to put that Picasso touch all over my art Time to break free of any boundaries That may have previously, affected we See, nothing but green lights Don't lift weights But I exercise the shit out of my first rights Used to take a wrong turn on this road that I pace So, I just let my teeth show, and walk the same way I only write what I feel Might not say what you wanna hear but at least I'm real Hungry, but won't eat, if I didn't make the meal And that's a trait I wont trade for a record deal Letras de canciones Go ahead and write your raps about your money, clothes, and shoes You pay for that talking, I just pay my dues "You sound just like them." Well, I refuse to Lesson one is understand before you move to number two Yeah, just call me Mr. Get-the-picture Always on point with that connect the dot scripture I saw that you called, I'm so sorry that I missed ya But if I want you bad enough, I guarantee that I can get ya And I apologize, for ego trippin', man Got so many bright ideas, my forehead got a suntan I double knot the laces, occupy new spaces In front of all the faces, I walk the same way From Letras Mania