[8 seconds instrumental]
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[Intro:]
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G'eah, g'ah!
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G'eah, g'eah, g'eah, g'ah!
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[Verse 1:]
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Somebody very dear to me (aaahhh!) just attempted to kill herself;
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And showed me we don't fear death. - We fear fear itself!
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Ever since - '98 in Hip-Hop my presence been felt;
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Couple of dollars, couple of models, couple of bitch niggas under-my-belt!
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Thorough nigga, I'm a hold you to it, if we hand shake;
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My - "plan B" is to complete "plan A".
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Grindin' been my strategy ('ey!) like this is my anatomy,
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I should get? sick; why? - Why, whyyy?
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Would you let some dollar dictate your army? (aaahhh!)
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I brush my shoulders up. - Polish off haters!
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If you play me, I will spray your potato - layed up with ff-fakeeers, (aaahhh!)
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I-put-'em-in-the-news-in-a-major-paper.
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My - roller coaster of a career,
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Hope it's been real for you, because it's been weird for me! - I feel like...
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[Chorus:]
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They can take away the cars, (whoo!) they can take away the cash, (whoo!)
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Yo, I bet you that they can't take the realness, that's in ME! (whooo!)
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I've been up, - I've been down. - I don't give a fuck! - Yeeaah!
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I've been up, - I've been down. - I don't give a fuck! - Yeeeaaah!
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I've been up, - I've been down. - I don't give a fuck!
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They can take away the cars, they can take away the cash;
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Yo, I bet you that they can't take the realness that's in ME!
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[Verse 2:]
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I just want mama to be happy. (mama to be happy!)
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Is that too motherfuckin' much to aaaask? (aaaask!)
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Damn it! 'Bout to cry in this bitch. - King of the jungle,
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I hate liars, but I fuck with a lioness bitch! (BITCH!)
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If you don't straighten your ass out right now
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I will find you and iron, you bitch.
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Grindin' been my strategy ('ey!) like this is my anatomy,
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I should get? to sick; why? - Why, whyyy?
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Would you let love is make you act like a faggot?
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I'm fly! (I'm fly!) - And you act like a maggot! (whooo!)
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Money comes, money goes.
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I used to wear funny clothes;
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Hammer pants. - My mama used-to-wipe-my-runny-nose
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My real fam-ily, all I care about is her. - I'm feelin' like... (whooo!)
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3:]
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Then I watch my daddy hit my mama.
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Listen to my mama tryna calm us, y'all don't understand the problem
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That we have. - Who-gives-a-shit-about-dollars when you gotta-go-visit your father in rehab?
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You said Rick Ryan Marcus long-as-I'm-gettin'-high-your-mama-will be sad.
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And only I can fix this; so I'm a-turn-this-all around I promise (I promise!) - as we sat.
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He said I'm-down-right-now-in-life-now-and-you-know-I'm a BE BACK!
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And-when-he-got-back-home it was like he was heaven sent
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Cause I was only 11 at the time and he's been clean and sober ever since. (whoo!)
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He gave me this advice. (advice!) - You at a huge advantage;
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Long as you know what's rules in life (life!) - and a view for the planet!
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Rather You the man, you're the mechanic; people treat money like oxygen
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When they got it they take it for granted. (HUUUHHH!) - But then lose it and panic!
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So spoken, G. - I look at him like superman,
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And y'all know niggas ain't even close to me, so if he can fall; so can we! (ooohhh!)
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[Chorus]
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I've Been Up, I've Been Down
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Royce Da 5'9'' |