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Everyday iâm on my grind
Everyday iâm keepinâ muthafuckaâs in line
Everyday i ride with my music loud
Everyday in my mind iâm movinâ a crowd
Everyday this game is a slippery slope
I got traction you livinâ on hope
You fumble at the goal line like you dropped the soap
I hit âem for 6 in the endzone with a frozen rope
Fools like you i disect
Your mama should have told you âbout that word respect
Steady spittinâ bullshit out the side of your neck
Buyinâ dirt weed with your unemployment check
You couldnât fill these shoes with king kongâs feet
Because you eat what they feed you and follow like a sheep
Yaâll hibernatinâ i donât sleep
Insomniac super mack spittinâ heat
When they respect that game layed on them tracks
When the fame donât matter and your mindâs on stax
When the haters want to stab you in the back
Thatâs the definition of a mack
When you think things through before you pull that gat
When years of hard work got your bank account fat
When them haters wanna wipe you off the map
Thatâs the definition of a mack
Iâd rather bust snaps than bust caps
But iâll do whateverâs necessary under the circumstance
Fuck with your mind squeeze 6 at your feet and tell you to dance
Spend your eve trying to breath in the back of an ambulance
You might get a second chance if youâre right with god
If not your closed up in a box in your best suit up under the sod
Stiff like morning dick-stretched out like old twat lips hit like a-rod
6 ft deep with your ear buds blasting my shit on your ipod
These beats wake you outta a dead sleep â make your head bob
Dismissed quick by the kracka in the mist dead as a door knob
Shit ainât gotta go down like this i insist you take a knee and give the ring a kiss
Keep pushinâ boy you get broke wrists
A list lyracist i put bullet holes in the gift
Life is glorious under the pillow i sleep with smiff
This ainât no sprint itâs a marathon moron you need a smack
Look me up under mack
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Iâm hot like shit steaminâ in the snow
Green thumbs and mic control make my money tree grow
So it donât make sense if it donât make ends
Try to come up to quick boy you gonna get the benz
Yaâll see the game through a narrow lense
I see the game in slow mo pickinâ apart these fools
Like they was playinâ defense on me wearing concrete shoes
You lose gimme the ball with 2 ticks left
I got ice water in my veins ainât gonna be no sudden death
Way up here the air got yaâll outta breath
Like you was doinâ p90x on the summit of mount everest
Mama raised me right she said stay strong and try to be the best
Always do the right thing and donât take nobodyâs mess
I got you back if i trust you fuck all the rest
Tested by the devil â fuck him too
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