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Chris Webby

One Of One

 

One Of One


I been around that block so many times
There ain't nothing I ain't seen
Tough breaks, hard knocks, still I pull myself back up
I string bootstrap seams
Every war I've ever fought in, every scar I've got
Is just another cut to clean
They can rap like, act like, try to fill my shoes
But they just ain't me, no they not like me

Yeah, listen I am one of one, uh
Baddest up under the sun
Quick on the trigger, a son of a gun
Ready to fight till the battle is done
Taking the hard road as it comes
Like a narco on the run
Keeping it low, probe as it goes
The only things on low were the funds
But I been swindled and victim to thievery
From the same people who said they believed in me
But this the motherfucking rap game
The snakes are just part of the scenery
I went from barely breaking evenly
To making it right where I need to be
Competing against what I've already done
'Cause ain't nobody left to compete with me
I been betrayed by plenty of rats
The proof is the knife scars on my back
I wear 'em with pride like one of my tats
And a reminder to where I been at
'Cause I been down flat, I been flat broke
Tryna bounce back when I'm past hope
But I pushed through and I still do
Till my soundtrack's on its last note

I been around that block so many times
There ain't nothing I ain't seen
Tough breaks, hard knocks, still I pull myself back up
I string bootstrap seams
Every war I've ever fought in, every scar I've got
Is just another cut to clean
They can rap like, act like, try to fill my shoes
But they just ain't me, no they not like me

Earned me my place on the roster
Studied and played this shit proper
Taking the highs and the lows as it goes
To the point that it's straining my chakras
Stayed true in a game of impostors
Sipping some Jamo and vodka
Seeing this new generation unfold
As I'm sitting back, feeling like Dre in The Watcher
Witness 'em hustle for clout
Acting all arrogant, running they mouth
Saying that they putting on for a culture
Whose history they don't know nothing about
And maybe I'm just getting older and grumpy
Or stuck in my ways and stuck in my house
And reaching a point where I oughta say fuck it
I'm done with this, pack it all up and be out
Don't mean to sound bitter, I know that I'm hating
But I survived through so many generations
I don't give a fuck about who's in rotation
Or where shit is headed, I know where the game been
And I'll still be standing while most of 'em fading
From memory, let it be known I'll be chasing
A legacy while they just chasing they tails
And I will prevail, I guess what I'm saying is

I been around that block so many times
There ain't nothing I ain't seen
Tough breaks, hard knocks, still I pull myself back up
I string bootstrap seams
Every war I've ever fought in, every scar I've got
Is just another cut to clean
They can rap like, act like, try to fill my shoes
But they just ain't me, no they not like me

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