I built my hope on eight pillars, while I was putting up the seventh
I was asking life's lessons for directions to heaven
Surrounded by white collars and I ain't talking about no reverends
But my drive to deliver had me revving
Oh God, watch me go hard
I'm cruising up that yellow brick road fast on the way to Oz
Listening to Wiz, gotta follow my own heart
Someday we gotta grow up
Now shoo Cinderella, nobody's found it
So go find something to do Cinderella
Gotta change the tune Cinderella
We write the lyrics that they sing
And no this ain't a hop this is a limp
And I'm straight shooting from the hip
Jacking your union, yeah I'm truly a prick
They were shooting back at me but I weren't hearing shit
It's a swish, hit the switch
Inevitably life's a bitch and I'm a fella to be
So until the infinite intelligence tells me to leave
I'mma go hard because that groove in the back looks stellar to me
This is my testimony
We swear blood tryna chase the money
Some of our souls ain't running no more
(Some of our souls ain't running no more)
In a life of lust and powder
We get high, get drunk and now we're
Acting like the end ain't coming no more
(Acting like the end ain't coming no more)
This is my testimony
You're all looking, I love it, you're all looking
As long as these promo-moters keep booking
Straight but a little crooked
Tryna be the next Branson
My ambition held me for ransom
Ah look how long it took him
See the streets don't glitter, still they're sorta like Gary
Cos they set the bar low, take that cash and carry
What's cooking? Everybody knows it's the rock
Different Gary, same road, still holding the pot
And I had them king sized feet, I followed up from the footprints
They couldn't walk a mile, I wouldn't even give them a good inch
I never got no handouts, if I did I probably shook 'em
Money on my head and so I guess I could've been hook rich
The next S.C. I hope to be
Put those two words together, you'll soon give me a look of this swag
This is my testimony
We swear blood tryna chase the money
Some of our souls ain't running no more
(Some of our souls ain't running no more)
In a life of lust and powder
We get high, get drunk and now we're
Acting like the end ain't coming no more
(Acting like the end ain't coming no more)
This is my testimony
Dereks' apple, I was never a bad kid
No Nick Cottin even though I was handpicked
To be one of the UK rappers to fly the flag
And I ain't even reached half the mass yet
In school I was on the head like dandruff
Never read at the front so they thought I was backwards
Who would've thought it was Arabic
Like alif ba ta za jim and I'm still working it out
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