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chris webby - one of one lyrics

[chorus]
i’ve been around that block so many times there ain’t nothin’ i ain’t seen
tough breaks, hard knocks
still i pull myself back up
i strained bootstrap seams
every war i’ve ever fought in
and every scar i’ve got is just another cut to clean
they could rap like, act like
try to fill my shoes but they just ain’t me
(no, they not like me)

[verse 1]
yeah, listen, i am one of one (uh)
baddest up under the sun
quick on the trigger, a son of a gun (pow)
ready to fight ’til the battle is done
takin’ the hard road as it comes (comes)
likе a narco on the run (skrrt)
keepin’ it low, probe as it goes
thе only things aren’t low are the funds
but i’ve been swindled and victimed to thievery
from the same people who said they believed in me (f+ck ’em)
but this the motherf+ckin’ rap game
the snakes are just part of the scenery
i went from barely breakin’ evenly (yeah)
to makin’ it right where i need to be (yeah)
competin’ against what i’ve already done
’cause ain’t n0body left to compete with me
i’ve 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 (yeah)
’cause i’ve been down flat, i’ve been flat broke
tryna bounce back when i’m past hope
but i pushed through and i still do
’til my soundtrack’s on it’s last note
[chorus]
i’ve been around that block so many times there ain’t nothin’ i ain’t seen
tough breaks, hard knocks
still i pull myself back up
i strained bootstrap seams (i strained bootstrap seams)
every war i’ve ever fought in
and every scar i’ve got is just another cut to clean
they could rap like, act like
try to fill my shoes but they just ain’t me
(no, they not like me)

[verse 2]
earned me my place on the roster (roster)
studied and played this sh+t proper
takin’ the highs and the lows as it goes to the point that it’s strainin’ my chakras (chakras)
stayed true in a game of imposters (imposters)
sippin’ some jamo’ and vodka
seein’ this new generation unfold as i’m sittin’ back feelin’ like dre in the watcher
witness ’em hustle for clout
actin’ all arrogant, runnin’ they mouth
sayin’ that they puttin’ on for a culture whose history they don’t know nothin’ about
or maybe i’m just gettin’ older and grumpy
or stuck in my ways and stuck in my house
and reachin’ a point where i oughta say “f+ck it, i’m done with this”
pack it all up and be out
don’t mean to sound bitter, i know that i’m hatin’
but i survived through so many generations
i don’t give a f+ck about whose in rotation
or where sh+t is headed, i know where the game been (yeah)
and i’ll still be standin’ while most of ’em fadin’ from memory
let it be known i’ll be chasin’ a legacy
while they just chasin’ they tails and i will prevail
i guess what i’m sayin’ is
[chorus]
i’ve been around that block so many times there ain’t nothin’ i ain’t seen
tough breaks, hard knocks
still i pull myself back up
i strained bootstrap seams (i strained bootstrap seams)
every war i’ve ever fought in
and every scar i’ve got is just another cut to clean
they could rap like, act like
try to fill my shoes but they just ain’t me
(no, they not like me)

- chris webby lyrics

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