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final outlaw - machine 2009 lyrics

[intro]

what you doin’ takin’ a break?
(laughs)
ain’t no breaks in this
(levenkhan)
let me catch you slackin’ yo
(final outlaw)
you say you want it
you want it so bad right?
go get it
(we still doin’ it on this side)
go get it man

[verse 1]
yo i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
sweat blood and tears mixed with spit’s the fluid
that gets you to produce hits and still pursue this
even when the monthly income isn’t improving
everybody you know suggesting for you to not do it
but i don’t want to be a slave to a job
i don’t want my biggest goal in the world to be the sale of a car
i’m much more
i’m much smarter
reality’s much harder than any marketing department wants you to garner
i was teenager when i chose the name
final outlaw symbolized all my pain
blacked out on paper when i rode the train
don’t want to be humiliated by a cop again
questioned for drugs when i ain’t got a thing
stereotyped
i don’t idolize the bling
we don’t share the same dream
i’m the real thing
you claim to be truth
i don’t have to say a thing
you can’t replace experience with plastic or a ring
giving me some cheap award doesn’t change a thing
next year you’ll give it to a monkey that dances and sings
how is that honoring?
pass him a dollar and you can get a minority to start hooting and hollering
it happens in harlem and all of the boroughs it’s horrible
[chorus]
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
i’ma machine

[verse 2]
sometimes i sit back and watch
p+ssed at the clock
but it don’t stop
it don’t got no mercy for hip hop
it’s a race to the end whether you like it or not
it’s a mission
there’s a certain level of commitment
deliberate initiative to finish
eat up all your spinach
memorize your lyrics
observe your competition and get ready to diminish
this is my religion
but really is it?
am i just dedicated to something where i’m not appreciated?
i don’t ask for much
all i want is enough
to provide for my fam as i do what i love
i’m fatigued and jaded
breathe inhale it
hatred is part this game embrace it
maybe it’s all been a waste of time
i don’t have the patience to wait in line
for some label that ain’t help me get this far
as long as i know that i raised the bar
from white plains to staten isle
i have them acting wild
people confuse my mixtapes for albums
i’m tired of asking “how come?”
i plan on taking action toward an outcome
these other rappers are cow dung
sounding like wounded animals over a loud drum
it’s too crowded so let’s kick out some!
[chorus]
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
built for music
addicted to it
molded into a man through its influence
i’ma machine
i’ma machine

- final outlaw lyrics

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