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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,150
Peak in subgenre #565
Author
paul paw
Uploaded
October 14, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 5:11
Lyrics
hookx2:
here i... go oooooo
i'm aiming for.
i'm aiming for the top
ain't no if's or not's
i gotta take my shots
kill it watch it drop
leave it where it rots.
verse1:
every moment is a moment that i can't get back
so i'm gonna move forward so i won't get sack.
get out the pocket, run like i'm running on this track.
in the zone celebrating like i don't know how to act.
they sleeping on me, well let's wake em from their nap.
got my city on my fitted if you with it put it us the map.
man i'm on point, watch me stick it like a tack.
yeah it gon stings every time i spit like a mac.
it starts with money it's gon' end with plaques
all about the business shirt tie and slacks.
yall can all be a witness but I won't turn my back
imma have this in my hand like it's really compact.
i'm coming with a plan and it's not to come back.
imma take all my shots like i left for combat.
yall ain't stealing my spot all yall ain't jack.
all yall ain't sh** , can't spit, and that's fact.
hookx2:
verse2:
i'm so houston, the words that i'm using
feeling like an addict these words i'm abusing.
get on my level or excuse the confusions.
gripping on to life so tight i swear it's brusing.
i'm losing this battle, falling to the gravel,
then i realize i'm my own biggest rival.
i was in thrown in the water better yet i'm in the nile (denial).
but i'm gonna admit i've been trying for a while
wait for my arrival, i'll come sick without a viral.
feelin so sick let me teach you about survival.
can't trust every smile, i swear that sh** is vital.
paper turn friends to foes like their spine was spiral.
trying to stay away from snakes like what it said in the bible.
life gives you test and i'm studying for the final
fight for 12 rounds like it was for the title
this is paulpaw i'm raw, american idol.
hookx2:
verse3:
been away for a minute, not really been up in it.
never took it to the max, don't know my own limit.
half of yall are fake, and we're fully authentic.
yall think yall sick well i run the f*** in clinics.
i got the remedies, sip coke and henessy
get close to enemies, know all their tendencies.
so they won't get headofme, make them go to plan b.
plan c, plan d, plan it all the way to z.
and that won't be enough. that's tough, that's rough,
and i'm missing all yall cause i'm only aiming up
sometimes i love the world other time it gets f***
sometimes it lets me by other time its getting truck.
i don't want no beef still in love with the bucks.
love the way it taste, drop a 4 in a cup.
htown throw it up like we about to erupt
go ahead and flood them streets with sippin syrup.
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