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chance fischer - race against the sun lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: chance fischer]
i take risks, no fear
humble but austere
shakespeare fly, who am i, king lear?
other rappers hate me because i’m doing what they won’t dare
last week lunching with the ceo of hulkshare
discussing us using up all of our savings
and trust for dreams that will hopefully come and save us
from going broke – i hope the mary jane gives us pot luck
and a few blue chips to get our stocks up
gonna have to raise the debt ceiling with this music
because by default, i’m not supposed to make it with what i’m doing
i turned down corporate and became my own venture
i never sold my soul for it, but know a lot of lenders
life ain’t sweet, it’s more like splenda
in a world where being equal means you’re privately a n-gga
that’s why you see the blue bloods clot up
young, black, and gifted here to hold the world hostage

[hook: chance fischer & kleph dollaz]

didn’t get an answer but we’re still callin’
didn’t make the team but we’re still ballin’
in a fight for a spot
the closer that we get to the top
man, it always seems like we’re still fallin’
jumpin’ out the window (window, window)
take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows)
jumpin’ out the window (window, window)
take me where the wind blows (wind blows, wind blows)

[verse 2: chance fischer]

this black on black hating sh-t is beneath me
never been a chicken, yet they grill me in my three piece
easy, n-gga, don’t make it hard on yourself
focusing on my moves, i only take giant steps
with coltrane to toot my own h-rn
accept, the life that god gave or pray harder for something else
my homie marc explained why most n-ggas are dumb
they covet a million bucks and spend a million and one
so i’m focused on wealth building, and signing bigger checks
can’t live in an inferiority complex
full of n-ggas that slept but never dreamed
or dreamed but always slept
or better yet
mistook pride for self-esteem
what happens when you wake up from the american dream?
the money, power, the fame, diamond watches and rings
when you go to your old block and see that sh-t is the same
and they’re maxin’ out credit cards making minimum wage

[hook: chance fischer & kleph dollaz]

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