(Intro)
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Rap City
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(Hook)
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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(Verse)
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Lemme start it off, I was just a kid in a mess up
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From first grade on I was fuckin' on my tess-up
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When I got to second grade, shit was all messed up
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Of course they got divorced, but still God blessed us
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We still ? to take apart the damage
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And put it all together like some cheese on a sandwich
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Middle school was tough, man I thought it never end
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Now the kids that picked on me is now like my best friends
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So it's weird how yo life change, but it's alright
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I started smokin' weed, so I thought about my life, man
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And what it all comes down I the end is the little things you do
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And the stupid things with friends
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I'm plottin' my revenge on these stupid ass teachers
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Cause I ball in the game, and they sittin' on the bleachers
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Can you hear me now holering my raps to your students?
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Wasn't my choice, man, they really had me do it
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(Hook)
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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(Verse)
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Every single beacon was the same, we would ride around and cruise
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Got my first car fucked up from breakin' all the rules
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We would speed around at night cause we had nothin' to loose
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Now I walk around a lot and I felt some more shoes
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Spray paintin', don't stop believing in all the stop signs
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Got my first F and my moms couldn't stop cryn
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Wonder if I took it back, I'd do it any different
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Fuck that, cause I'm still here living
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I'm still no different, I'm tryna have some fun
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While you workin' 9 to 5 cause you tryna have some fuzz
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Why you livin' on some same shit?
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Look at me, it's easy to change quick
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I was harassed by the asshole jerk offs
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But you tellin' your friends that you can't take a day from work off?
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I'm kinda likin' where this life is goin'
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Taking me to almost to figure where this life is goin'
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(Hook)
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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They tell me to slow down, but homey I'm just livin' my life
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And tell 'em do what you think is right
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That's stressin' me out, they tellin' me they know what's best
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But will I care when there's no one left?
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Slow Down
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| Cam Meekins |
