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One, two, three, make 'em say, "My God, yes, my God." Never seen a motherfucker dream that hard. Hope that I'm devotin' all my dreams thus far. So it's pencil and this fuckin' iPod 'til I Got 'em sayin', "Did he, did he? Did he, he really become who he said he Would be from the beginning?" Like, did he, did he? Did he, did he really run these tracks? Now a nigga run the city, motherfucker. Like, never met a man like me, Never met a fan like me. Stood up in the crowd, wonder how could get On stage with that nigga. Maybe just gotta be that nigga. I figure if I kill every track from here To Toronto, then I know I'm by myself. But since I'm supposed to be the same as Everybody else that I know, then I know there's No one else. N-n-n-n-n-n-nah. We droppin' hits that would lift the highest of Hip hop. Huh? Meaning we feelin' tip-top. Shape that I'm in, you can't box with my Skin. 'Cause fuck rollin' with the punches, plus we Thinkin' out. Okay, I think I'm out. Lay out the options to stop him. Kill these beats, no contest. It's more like an auction with Porsches and boxes. What I'm tryna say, that if you pay attention, It's a dead giveaway, B-God. Rollin' L's in hotels and now they think they E-hot. Steppin' in just to tell you to shoe Like Reebok. And we not anything but a fantasy. Analyzin' analogies while they proud of they salary. Makin' my mama proud of me. Man, that's fucked up. In a world where happiness is not dumb luck, I guess we dumbstruck, and we done struck gold. The complexion of my soul reflectin' the innermost. Like, my God, yes, my God. Never seen a motherfucker dream that hard. Hope that I'm devotin' all my dreams thus far. So it's pencil and this fuckin' iPod 'til I Got 'em sayin', "Did he, did he? Did he, did he really become who he said He would be from the beginning?" Like, did he, did he? Did he, did he really run these tracks? Now a nigga run the city, motherfucker. Like, never met a man like me, Never met a fan like me. Stood up in the crowd, wonder how could get On stage with that nigga. Maybe just gotta be that nigga. I figure if I kill every track from here To Toronto, then I know I'm by myself. But since I'm supposed to be the same as Everybody else that I know, then I know there's No one else. N-n-n-n-n-n-nah. I'm thinkin' millions, baby, is what you done Mouthed. If you ran for your dreams as much As you run your mouth. The meanest prescription with the description you Think. My metaphors med awards and all my ribbons And pinks. 'Cause I know, I know, I know That patience ain't too far from hopin'. So I keep rackin' my brain, hangin' insane, takin' These lyrical quotes and tell fans to vote. If you didn't understand, still stay on the moat. Did he, high-five or your bad boy won't? Like whoa, so close. Like, my God, yes, my God. Never seen a motherfucker dream that hard. Hope that I'm devotin' all my dreams thus far. So it's pencil and this fuckin' iPod 'til I Got 'em sayin', "Did he, did he? Did he, did he really become who he said He would be from the beginning?" Like, did he, did he? Did he, did he really run these tracks? Now a nigga run the city, motherfucker. Like, never met a man like me.