Lyrics 10,000 Hourz - Linkz Boogz
Gotta
play
that
from
the
top
Put
the
headphones
louder
This
another
masterpiece
right
here
It's
the
boogie
man
Yo,
Uh
There's
a
lot
of
paper
that
i
gotta
get
There's
a
lot
of
that
and
not
a
lot
of
this
In
this
life
it's
only
one
way
out
of
this
Wanna
eat?
then
you
gotta
learn
how
to
fish
I
don't
even
think
hell
is
as
hot
as
this
I
don't
like
to
get
into
the
politics
Work
a
regular
job,
i
get
tired
of
this
I
wanna
make
pies
like
my
uncle
Radames
Give
me
them
challenges,
do
it
and
conquer
it
Hoping
my
music
will
travel
the
continents
With
10,000
hours
i
gathered
my
confidence
They
made
me
a
monster
now
suffer
the
consequence
My
heart
has
been
cold
with
no
fleece
Rapping
at
shows
with
no
seats
Clapping
these
hoes
with
no
sheets
To
get
what
i
want
gotta
show
teeth
They
pressed
like
shirts
with
no
creese
When
it
comes
to
this
rap
they
want
no
beef
And
these
b
is
birds
like
poultry
To
accomplish
my
goals
i
stay
low
key
Get
hello
to
this
ghetto
poetry
Get
it
done
and
put
myself
on
now
Brainstorm
and
finish
the
song
now
I
get
up
whenever
i
fall
down
Parents
fought
so
i
was
a
lost
child
N
play
my
old
songs,
those
are
lost
files
Push
P's,
man
i'm
the
boss
now
Taking
over
the
world
like
a
Rothschild
Stuck
in
the
hood
and
lost
in
my
ways,
it
took
me
a
minute
to
find
myself
F
a
label,
they
don't
wanna
sign
me?
I'll
make
my
own
record
label
then
i'll
sign
myself
There's
a
lot
of
paper
that
i
gotta
get
There's
a
lot
of
that
but
not
a
lot
of
this
There's
no
way
out
of
this
I
keep
saying
i'm
done
drinking
Hennessy
Things
get
blurry
don't
know
who's
the
enemy
They
pop
and
they
act
like
a
friend
of
me
All
i
ask
is
they
keep
the
same
energy
(Lord!)
I
could
tell
who
is
really
my
dogs
I
could
tell
who
be
switching
identities
Watch
for
the
serpents
they
slither
like
centipedes
I
put
in
my
10,000
hours
or
more
So
now
i'ma
flaunt
my
s
They
don't
wanna
give
me
my
round
of
applause
That's
poor
sportsmanship
Put
the
flame
to
the
mic
and
i
torch
the
s
So
when
i
spit
of
course
it's
lit
Let
it
breathe,
i
don't
force
the
s
Got
a
hold
of
this
i
never
lost
my
grip
I
come
through,
i
put
in
my
time
and
i
leave
I
buy
it,
i
bag
it,
i
sell
it
for
me
Im
sorry
i'm
like
this
but
nothing
is
free
With
me
there's
no
greed,
i'm
the
humblest
G
Theres
a
lot
of
that
and
not
a
lot
of
this
My
fam
out
the
ghetto,
i
gotta
get
F
a
regular
job
man,
that
ain't
it
Where
we
gotta
put
up
with
a
lot
of
s?
Gotta
be
in
charge
of
my
own
biz
If
they
ask
i
can
say
i
own
this
Linkz
Boogz
on
that
grown
s
Im
a
smart
seed,
i
done
grown
piff
Take
control
live
with
no
ifs
Keep
your
cool
homie,
don't
trip
Stay
listening,
keep
closed
lips
Have
discipline,
make
the
doe
flip
1 Promote Hustle
2 La Funda
3 Queens Finest
4 Ooooo
5 Asap
6 Linkz Davinci
7 Everybody's a Slime
8 Corona Cowboys
9 Nights Keep Going
10 Bright Star
11 For the Kids
12 10,000 Hourz
13 Signed Out
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