[Mack 10]
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This song is dedicated
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to all the up and coming rappers, singers, hustlers, actors
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Whatever you may be remember:
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without no struggle, you get no progress
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So keep grindin, keep on mashin, get yours
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Chorus: Gerald Levert
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You're nothin far from comin up (keep on)
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Money's just a touch away (keep on)
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So keep on grindin don't give it up (keep on)
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There'll always be another day (keep on)
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[Mack 10]
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And now I'm sittin at the pad, teary eyed and depressed
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Starvin and sufferin from mental stress
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Now a true center to the game of beginner
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but hard to feel like a winner when you eat spreads for dinner
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Hit the streets late night in the form of star mushin
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On the 211 mission just to pay tuition
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For my kids I got to grind and develop street saavy
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Servin stress cause I just ain't got enough to cop cavi
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But I can't stop, I won't stop, til I got it made
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Either build my clientele, get a job or learn a trade
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like hip-hop, and make enough to live good forever
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So I learned to write the rhymes and get my metaphors together
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Then I joined a rap crew, with the homies on my street
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Sellin underground tapes out the local swap meet
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Gettin tighter on the mic, as I worked day to day
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So now I lay down at night, and I hear voices say, "Mack"
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Chorus
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[Mack 10]
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Now I'm new to the scene, H as in Hard, N as in Nympho
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So like EPMD, could you _Please Listen to My Demo?_
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I left the local crew, felt like I was the man
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In popular demand and now ready for SoundScan
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So I searched for a deal with no luck I kept rappin
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Felt like it would take a miracle to make it all happen
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Marble said it was a test, "Mack don't do nuttin wrong!
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Just have faith in God and keep your hustle goin strong
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Stay hongry, keep writin, don't quit you're too close
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Remember good things come to those who want it most"
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So I never left the house, without my rap book
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Thought I found a new crew but eventually got shook
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First they said I was cool, but then started to doubt me
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Put me on the backburner and just forgot all about me
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Partna said I wasn't fresh, and sent me on my way, but you know what?
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As I was leavin, I could hear voices say, "Mack"
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Chorus
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[Mack 10]
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Now the tables turned, but I remember they used to clown me
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The hard work paid off, and luck finally found me
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So call every publication, Billboard and the editor
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and tell em Mack's being signed by dude workin on _The Predator_
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I got the Midas touch, now everything be the bomb
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Hooked up with The Don, now made a few mill-ion
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I don't bang I write the good rhymes, you know about mines
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Man I'm the tightest MC, Ice Cube ever signed
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Now if ain't the radio, it's a video shoot
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Livin life in the limelight, with a bank full of loot
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Now my crew is solid, shook the haters and the leeches
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Runnin full court at my house with our girls on the beaches
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Plus the violence is ceased, no more bi-coastal beef
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Cause now I get down with the North South and the East
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I reminisce on hard times, seem like yesterday, but now
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Hoo Bangin' is official and I remember they used to say, "Mack"
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Chorus
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[Levert] Money's just a touch, just a simple touch
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Money's just a touch away..
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Money's just a touch, just a simple touch
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Money's just a touch away..
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[Mack 10] Man I knew I was gonna make it, but they didn't believe me
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YaknowhatI'msayin? Clowned me -- gon' be a rapper, what?
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Hahahaha
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Money's Just a Touch Away
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| Mack 10 |
