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glasses mcgee - soul of the boy lyrics

i breathe to k!ll these rap villains
show’em we not similar
feeling braver than 8th grade bully
tipping trays over or trynna take your pudding
oh here we go! another victim of the social school system
got picked on and now wants to rap for a living
so here he goes! writing bars as if he was sentenced to prison
pick the pen up, f-ck the game up, that’s the only f-cking mission
gotta get up, gotta stay up
use tools to your advantage
got the music, got the pen
got the paper, don’t mistake me for another emcee
who wants to breath easy
in a crowd full of people
he’s upset, guess what’s next
guessed right! he f-cking plummets
but as soon he hits the ground
its astounding, the brother bounced up
he’s airborne now, he’s flying through the sky like a daredevil now
ain’t clowning around anymore with this sh-t
need a airwick, at least 2 breath mints
to cover the smell of success that he’s sweating
best thing, coming off of project benches
no resting, running the ropes like he’s f-cking wrestling
the best thing thing that could’ve literally happened
you gott’em all wrong, gott’em figured out backwards
lil’ scrony kid that was socially awkward
now kids rip open his cds like the morning pop-tarts
swimming with sharks, trynna pull him apart
all just to get a piece of his art
a piece of his heart

- glasses mcgee lyrics

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