retep, troy south - spotlight ft troy south lyrics
now hes mr jacobs
rich due to labor
hardwork avoid the paper
got that itch not do it later
he flipped the switch
hunger filled the plate up
not in for the glitz
not for the glamour
just picture life without a camera
to the fullest dodge them bullets
once he got his shot
doors are open then he pulled it
trigger finger connoisseur
went to war with double edge swords
came out morphed like a virgin through the dorm
a raining desert storm with
labels attacking the artists
turn back to bombardment
armor and armed with
flack in the ammo pack where the bars went
all that struggling bugged him
so now that he made it he buffing
they love him he stuck in the moment
never forgetting the come up from nothing
his pen is the public ends meet in abundance
goes ten deep for the substance
started from a hole in the wall now hes a stud
since he first performed in the club
a flux in a rut never gave up
he does what he loves
he made a broken dream bounce in the mud
hook
he was taking his time
he stuck to his grind
he belongs in the spotlight
the spotlight
he worked all day
stashed the future away
he belongs in the spotlight
the spotlight
he dont need no help
he paid dues by himself
he belongs in the spotlight
the spotlight
(x2)
money talks
he up in conversation
down for conjugation
people racing across the nation
trying to take his place in
never happens they ain’t rapping
they just acting like aladdin
wishing he would try that trapping
he laughs out of p-ssion
he blasts past em to see him back in the action
the flashes natural reaction
hes nasty dirt sp-wned from his platnuim
hes plaque no sk!ll could cap
stayed compact they called him trash
the blogged his craft
and thats what made him rap
jay z of the future with the businesses
he grew a forest to get back to his roots
helping the rich just isnt him
he planted a seed of his own
he sends letters to maria and kids back at home
hes on the road he misses em
2 weeks visiting she listening
wishing the envision can quicken
and slit the company ribbon
a store to sell some equipment
with kendle jacobs the name he was given
his mom is living good out of the system
stay rapping p-ssing talents down to the children
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