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chanse m - hip hop lyrics

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[verse 1: chanse m]
trapped inside my thoughts
it’s time to let it out
money broads cars clothes
is what the rapping bout
boy shut ya mouth
all y’all n-ggas loosing
i’m the only real artist coming out of saint louis
chanse you gotta prove it
well i’m about to do it
i take my life story
and spit it to y’all thru my music
you making twerking music
you think you doing something
hand me yo cd so i can freaking p-ss on it
man y’all don’t want it
this is real hip hop
you couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes
and i’m wearing flip flops
funny acting n-ggas
i should call you chris rocks
the fans say my time is coming
so i copped a wrist watch
n-gga tic toc
i waited long enough
you think you got bars
but you not come strong enough
god gave me talent so why not use it
i don’t wanna talk to you if it’s not about my music

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[verse 2: chanse m]
now and days
everybody is the same
i just had to make a lane
to come up on a little change
all i ever wanted
was a crowd to scream my name
spitting these lyrics on these tracks
so you can feel my pain
and isolated young n-gga
with a mic and a pen
i was h-lla awkweird
never really had friends
grew up in the hood
so i ain’t never had zip
with that been said
that’s why i’m tryna get rich
grams always told me
she know i got the talent
my daddy always told me never back down from a challenge
my momma always told me never take no for a answer
and i knew i was the ish since i was wearing pampers
so if you talk about me i’m really not tripping
i’m bring hip hop back take notes and just listen

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