Everything I Am |
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Everything I Am Lyrics |
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 Oh oh oho. damn, here we go again. Oh oh oho. Common passed on this beat, I made it to a jam, now everything I`m not, made me everything I am. damn, here we go again. people talking shit, but when the shit hit the fan everything I`m not, made me everything I am. I never be picture-perfect-Beyonce Be light as Al B or black as Chauncey Remember him from Blackstreet He was as black as the street was I`ll never be laid back as his beat was I never could see why people`ll reach a Fake-ass facade they couldn`t keep up You see how I creeped up? You see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah? I never rock a mink coat in the winter time like Killa Cam Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like Will.I.am Let me know if you feel it man `cause everything I`m not, made me everything I am Damn, here we go again. everybody sayin` what`s not for him everything I`m not, made me everything I am damn, here we go again. people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan everything I`m not, made me everything I am and I`m back to tear it up haters, start your engines I hear `em gearin` up people talk so much shit about me at barbershops they forget to get their haircut OK fair enough, the streets is flarin` up `cause they want gun-talk, or I don`t wear enough baggy clothes, Reebok`s, or Adidas can I add that he do spaz out at his shows so say goodbye to the NAACP award goodbye to the India.Arie award they`d rather give me the nigga-please award but I`ll just take the I-got-a-lot-of-cheese award damn, here we go again. everything I`m not, made me everything I am damn, here we go again. people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan everything I`m not, made me everything I am I know that people wouldn`t usually rap this but I got the facts to back this just last year, Chicago had over 600 caskets man, killing`s some wack shit oh, I forgot, `cept for when niggas is rappin` do you know what it feel like when people is passin`? he got changed over his chains, a block off Ashland I need to talk to somebody, pastor the church want time, so I can`t afford to pay the slip on the door, cause I can`t afford to stay my 15 seconds up, but I got more to say That`s enough Mr. West, please no more today damn, here we go again. everybody sayin` what`s not for him everything I`m not, made me everything I am damn, here we go again. people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan everything I`m not, made me everything I am |
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