The Emcee.
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Golden Child.
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we Crafty...
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yo G I had this crazy dream last night man.
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the world was upside down yo.
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everybody was tryin' to get in the industry.
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all I could say was...
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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its like I went to sleep last night and things were all fine
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woke up all of a sudden everybody rhymes
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thats how the shit seems
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everytime I turn around all I hear is "yo let me spit sixteen"
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is it me or do I gota sign on my forehead
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that says ¡°wanna get signed? just rhyme go head!¡±
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all this rappin got me stressin
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I wonder if this only happens in my profession
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like when Jordan had the number one spot
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you think they ran up on him like you gota see my jumpshot
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I don¡¯t know maybe its just me
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but you should need a license to call yaself a emcee
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you must be jokin right you aint dope or tight
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and peep what happened last night at the open mic
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when they called for heads to go up and spit
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the whole club got on stage aint that some shit
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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I¡¯d be platinum believe ya ears
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if I sold every demo I received in the last three years
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I aint braggin but I been around the world tourin
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you never left ya house you just stay on the forums
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open for criticism everytime I spit it
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but who the fuck died and made you the head critic
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be the ones with no talent whinin how
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always got somethin to complain about like Simon Cowell
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I woulda made the first verse the third
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more ad libs and before the chorus add a bridge
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like you got the formula for makin a hit
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only time you ever drop somethin nasty is takin a shit
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if you got somethin to say make it legit
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but it seems like these bastards aint gonna quit
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see they¡¯ll dis you knowin that their raps aint official
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turn around and be like can I do a track with you
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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I know you feel like everyday you get a bit closer
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in your room dolo spittin to Jay¡¯s poster
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its cools to chase dreams but I¡¯d advise
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you play it safe don¡¯t quit ya 9 to 5
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that¡¯s just reality stop duckin it
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like eatin steak with a butterknife you aint cuttin it
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oh cause he ya cousin you got him on the track
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demo didn¡¯t even make it to the bottom of the stack
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sick of so-called producers yall get tired
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kick the same sales pitch ¡°yo my shit is fire¡±
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if that¡¯s true get ya turn to see me
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but ya beats aint even hot enough to burn a cd
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they never fail to blow my high
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talkin bout I manage so and so and did blah blah blah
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I sign autographs shake hands and never think
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cause nowadays fans are damn near extinct
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up
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I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
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ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
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you rap? manage? produce? what?
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aw shut the fuck up.
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where they at...
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nobody...
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where they at...
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nobody...
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No More Fans
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Jin |