You...
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Yeah, microphone check 1, 2, yo
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Who's the one that's been running the race? Me!
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Who's the one that's been running in place? You
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And who's the one you tried to find, so tough
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But the whole time, was sitting right in front of your face.
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I'm on another level, I mean another label
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Players don't die, we try our luck at other tables
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And when I lose, I learn, I'm still winning major
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I jump forward and back, into the missing stages
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A perfect day to make a perfect entrance
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A perfect sentence? I can't perfect,
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But I just keep pushing pencils, no fake trace stencils
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And do it all by hand so they have respect.
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I know the feeling when you're dealing with accomplishments
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Wishing they would diss you, instead they give you compliments
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That's what made you who you are, not what you became
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Part of being a star is getting burned in flames
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Kind of I'll, the mind's a trip
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20/20 when we broke, but blind when rich
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I just see it as a sign, but kept rhyming instead
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And keep lighting up these pads like Simon Says
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What! Who's the one that's been running the race? Me
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Who's the one that's been running in place? You
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And who's the one you tried to find, so tough
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But the whole time, was sitting right in front of your face
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One's a lonely number, two's the first loser
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So how the fuck can you win? Become a drug abuser
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Slapping these beats, I'm no snoozer
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6 million ways to die: go ahead and choose one
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We from the same block, but all we getting is the same guap
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I think one of us needs to shine
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Only room for one, one of us needs to go
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Sink a boat and only one'll survive
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Caution at the wheel, Westside when I drive slow
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First sign of tidal waves, when you see the tide low
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Wanted for murder and theft, they said I'm liable
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I shot the sheriff but didn't steal his rifle
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I can't define what's real and what's imagination
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Since I signed that deal before my graduation
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I went from running track and feel the tracks
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With feel the Grammy's with Ye before Late Registration
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Who's the one that's been running the race? Me
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Who's the one that's been running in place? You
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And who's the one you tried to find, so tough
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But the whole time, was sitting right in front of your face.
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Fast-forward, no kids, one card, no Rollie
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One crib, trips to Chile with Kush in the Philly
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Every turn starts with one step: that's on me
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One foot in front of the other like "come on feet!"
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One life, one love, bat a G for one glove
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For Mike, rest in peace, shot a bullet from one slug
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I keep it pushing as one does, you only get one shot
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One glance, one chance at one buzz
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One never knows of hopes and dreams
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The farther we fly, the closer it seems
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Back to the one square, all I need in this life is one snare
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One mic direct, fly tonight, one Airs
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One of a kind, still one to my grind
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One time for your motherfuckin' mind
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When I flow, let the rain soon comes
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See you might win some, but you just lost, lost...
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Who's the one that's been running the race? Me
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Who's the one that's been running in place? You
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And who's the one you tried to find, so tough
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But the whole time, was sitting right in front of your face.
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You
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