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This
one′s
for
all
the
people
who
talk
Shoot
you
down
before
you
reach
the
top
Cause
they
just
don't
know
much
about
me
You
know
the
types
that
say
this
and
that
Jealous
types
trying
to
hold
you
back
Soon
it
will
be
as
clear
as
can
be
For
those
who
feel
that
they
need
to
speak
My
life
is
more
than
stories
on
beats
You′d
know
that
if
you
new
about
me
Can
I
just
rock
a
rhyme
one
time?
Elevate
minds
enjoy
the
vibe
Like
93
till
infinity
I'm
alive
I
light
the
vicinity
spit
the
rhyme
But
I
still
receive
cut
eye,
when
I,
bust
rhyme
Must
be
the
light
or
the
shine
from
the
white
It
can't
be
the
skill
or
the
beat
or
the
mic
Could
it
be
jealousy
that
you′re
not
quite
like,
me
I′m
not
like
you
your
attitude
is
at
the
altitude
Like
dude
I
want
to
battle
you
I'm
not
budging
only
God′s
judging
You
can
take
the
glory,
I'm
not
fake
fronting
Nothings
stopping
me,
God′s
still
calling
me
Your
own
insecurities
is
killing
ye
softly
The
rap
artist,
dissed
than
disregarded
Stick
around
yo
I'm
just
getting
started
This
one′s
for
all
the
people
who
talk
Shoot
you
down
before
you
reach
the
top
Cause
they
just
don't
know
much
about
me
You
know
the
types
that
say
this
and
that
Jealous
types
trying
to
hold
you
back
Soon
it
will
be
as
clear
as
can
be
For
those
who
feel
that
they
need
to
speak
My
life
is
more
than
stories
on
beats
You'd
know
that
if
you
new
about
me
All
of
a
sudden
I′m
becoming
the
talk
of
the
town
Cause
my
lyrics
seem
to
be
getting
more
positive
now
It′s
true
I'm
the
same
dude
they
talking
about
Cause
I
don′t
hand
out
tracks
when
I'm
walking
around
But
I
know
"what
you
know"
Only
God
can
judge
me,
so
if
it′s
only
God
that
loves
me
I'm
OK,
I
can
say
that,
I′m
a
man
of
God
so
when
I
make
raps
I'm
like
eight
tracks,
I
don't
play
they
can
talk
the
talk
I
walk
the
walk,
while
they
at
mardi
Grais
and
in
the
dark
there
lost
I
don′t
stop
to
watch
I
walk
with
God
like
ladi
dah
They
still
watching,
they
probably
are
You
can′t
catch
me
or
form
a
weapon
against
me
The
best
kept
secret
has
sworn
to
protect
me
If
you
got
a
problem
I
suggest
you
arrest
me
I'm
not
guilty,
dirty,
but
not
filthy
Like
the
Kennedy′s
you
wanna
put
an
end
to
me
Bullet
in
my
melodies
but
ye
never
met
me
I
love
my
enemies
not
just
cause
it
says
so
I
got
joy
un-control
over
flowing
yo
Don't
hate
it
you′ll
keep
us
separated
Where's
the
love
man
yo
it′s
so
underated?
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