I don't have no one, but me myself and I, listen, I gotta get some work done man,
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I ain't come in the studio just to chill, na na, this nigga swizz just flew out,
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this nigga ne yo sleep, so I'm a go over to this mp and see
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if I can come up with my own track to keep it movin' yea let me try that,
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aight, find these drums, yea this knockin, yea that's crazy right there, yea,
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I'm feelin that, ok, let me add these high hats,
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ok, I think I'm gettin the hang out of this joint man, aight,
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I'm a make this beat myself man, now let me add this scratch,
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ok and the crash, breakdown, add this 808 drum and get it knockin a lil bit more,
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that's crazy, I'm feeling this track right here man,
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all I gotta do is spit somethin crazy, it's a wrap...
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[Verse 1:]
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I'm in the zone all by myself,
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I'm alone all by myself I'm on my own,
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But homes I could set the tone myself,
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And make the track that I could rap on myself
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I wrote the rap myself, did the track myself,
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went in the booth produced that myself,
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I did the bass did the claps myself,
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did the drums snares and the high hats myself,
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uh I play each sound I'm banging out beats now,
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the only one with heat now holdin the streets down,
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I paint pictures everybody could see but besides god I ain't got nobody but me...
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[Chorus: x2]
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I'm in the zone all by myself
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I'm alone all by myself,
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But I don't need nobody else, but me... and god...
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[Verse 2:]
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I wanna thank my fans, good lookin for the mail,
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Cause I was goin through it when they put me in the jail,
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they put me in the cell, just me and the rats,
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and my relationship with god is what kept me relaxed,
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DA will say anything except for the facts,
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and they had alot of evidence except for the gats,
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Before they prove you guilty they will treat you like a criminal,
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they tried to give me first degree they said it was intentional,
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I had to get shit together on my own, the media was talkin like I'm never comin home,
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me and my mother used to talk together on the phone,
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she said keep your faith and you will beat this case, yup
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[Chorus x2]
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[Verse 3:]
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I gotta clique that'll grip steel for me,
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I gotta squad that'll ride that'll kill for me,
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But I argue and fight with my own mother,
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and now a days you can't even trust your own brother,
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So make sure you keep your enemies the closest to you,
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cause your friends will the ones who put the toasters to you,
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that's why u gotta watch your surroundins,
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cause niggas that can swim love watchin you drownin,
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so only real niggas chill with me, but ain't nobody gonna pay my bills but me,
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see, you might got a crew that can help,
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but if you want it done right u gotta do it yourself
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[Chorus x2]
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All By Myself
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| Cassidy |
