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[Verse 1]
Shit I'm up late
Trying to re-record my dub plate
It's love hate and this game is in a rough state
Some kids hate and wanna show up at my club dates
Go and talk shit I'll shut you up with duct tape
This is going out for deejay's with vinyl
For every hip hop head, black to albino
Record executive who still got they spinal
Drop this for the kids who wore their pants low in high school
(C'mon!) nothin ever comes for free
I'm send this out for everyone who runs with me
Help me build up and live life comfortably
I'll remember everything that you've done for me
So let me talk clear up my brain and give props
Spit this for kids with a real love for hip hop
Fuck all that blah blah blah blah same thing
Everybody says the same thing, I can't stand that!
This is for the girls who gots they mans back
And can appreciate a song that ain't a dance track
Spittin this right here for everyone who's original
Drop something different, not the same ol' shitty flow

[Chorus x2: WITH VARIATIONS]
("Ya'll know the name")
("Class") ("You hit 'em up")
("Claiming that you pack heat") ("What?") ("The Fuck")
("Represent hip hop")
("Emcees, Deejays") ("Graffiti")

[Verse 2]
Yo I'll admit life is tricky
I know some kids in this game who'd die to hit me, jealous bastards!
Open your mouth and your gettin slapped backwards
Drop this for kids who have a beer and are plastered
Spitting this for the marijuana smokers
For anybody high drunk or sober
I drop this for ?painters? and every street breaker
The fifth element of hip hop: the beat makers
Got beef? we'll meet later
I've got more important things to do, than start shit and swing wit chu
But bring your crew!
And when I got time I'll spit a verse off of the top and have your career seein stop signs
Drop rhymes that make ya stop trying
In the right mind so whenever pop mines
Can't afford last time, I need to keep moving
I will win this game, cause I can't afford losing
GO AHEAD this is for the ones I hung around with
GO AHEAD this is for the ones who kept me grounded
The rest of ya'll, this is for the haters who hate me
Lately, I couldn't care less I wish you all the best

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Sendin this out for everyone in Halifax
Joe One, Jolly Green, Flex Man, my man J Brew
Can't forget Ground Squad, Spec K, ha J Bizzy
My little broter Mike B, M2R Entertainment
?, Mr. Casper, TKO and DJ ? on the cuts

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?