[Joe Budden]
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Ladies and gentlemen..
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You are now listenin' to The Growth (Look)
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This my guide to the rappers
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Before you go ahead and decide to be a rapper (Talk to 'em)
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I know you think it's +Money, Cash, Hoes+
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But funny when that goes
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You'll be questionin' life after
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Like "why did I have to" (I know it)
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Seems like "yeah", seems quite clear
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But these maggots take your dream and make it a nightmare
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You been waitin' for some years
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But everything is fake, it's like a rear view mirror, nothin' is as it appears
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Can't trust people 'cause it's all about tryina succeed
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It's all about the backstabbin' and greed
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It's all about the wrong things
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Sucks, it's all useless
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And it starts to interfere with your love for the music (Damn!)
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Catch 22, most dudes'll give it all for their shot
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For most niggaz, this is all we got
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Should you quit the whole thing?
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'Cause it's enough bullshit in the whole thing
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To almost make you wanna kiss the whole thing...(Chea!)
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Goodbye
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[Hook - repeat 2X]
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So long, goodbye
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Tired, of the game
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Let's get there
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[Joe Budden]
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Sometimes you think you better off with that 9 to 5
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Til you remember all the times you got fired
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Sometimes you wanna dress down, walk out with no jewelry (But!)
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But you can't, you under real heavy scrutiny
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You ain't got a truck that's hooked up with rims
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Kids'll see you like "damn, why I looked up to him?"
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It makes some wanna quit, it makes some stand tall
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If you don't sign that autograph, then it's one fan lost
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Sometimes you don't feel like it
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Everybody wanna be on you
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Sometimes you just wanna be normal
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Want the afore-mentioned
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Sometimes you don't wanna be mentioned
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Sometimes you just wanna blend in
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Might think the statement's weird
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When the world'll trade for your life (On some..)
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Real shit I'll trade for theirs
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Tell me now what's the answer
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When they know you had a death in the family
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And you still gotta smile for the camera
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You thought everything would be all to the good
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You ain't got as much money as you thought you would (Didn't blow!)
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Some people sell out, fuck everything they shot
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from their heart for that number one spot on the charts
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That's what it is, I can't paint it no clearer
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How you 'sposed to see straight when it's all smoke and mirrors?
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(All smoke and mirrors)
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Quit the whole thing, 'cause it's enough bullshit in the whole thing
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To almost make you wanna kiss the whole thing...(Chea!)
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Goodbye
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[Hook]
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Arrivederci!
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[Joe Budden]
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Just when you think you wanna go on without the hype
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Is when you go to do a show and see the crowd so hyped (And the...)
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Die hard fans say "you changed my whole life"
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So I sacrifice mine and gratify you with the rhymes (Yeah!)
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Folks from the hood, that see you as a stand out
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Outweigh the niggaz in the hood with their hand out
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And goin' 5 days a week with no sleep's
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A lot better than a cold park bench with no sheets
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So fuck politics, fuck inuendo (Oh!)
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'Cause you never seen a dropout so influential
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Quit the whole thing, 'cause it's enough bullshit in the whole thing
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It's my choice so I'm with the whole thing (Chea!)
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Like "what"
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[Hook]
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So Long Goodbye
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Joe Budden |