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Opportunity Knocks
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N. Talekt is an unsigned hip-hop artist from Richmond, VA. One half of Established Dons with Rah Scrilla, his excellent lyrics and creativity help him command s
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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#21,954 today Peak #244
#14,366 in subgenre Peak #136
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N. Talekt
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2013 Established Dons Entertainment
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November 24, 2013
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MP3 2.9 MB • 160 kbps • 2:44
Lyrics
[verse 1] 2013, just another year that the age is raising Pen to pages the undertaking's to make him famous The pain is greatest in the face of dangers But i got the faith to make it with a statline like created players I flatline anybody that'll test You can catch me on the grind nowadays I hardly rest Hard pressed 'cause my time getting shorter every breath So put my heart in these bars, cardiac arrest, I... Death defy, see i got a different fate You catch me with a blade coming up from crystal lake Life's a race, I ain't never runner up, it ain't my place If I take a J, I'm goin straight up before I fade away I paved a way for myself, I can't follow directions Ever since I was young I been hard-headed A hip-hop fetish, we lip-lock it's like tetanus Jaw stuck on sick, call medics, N [hook] Time is short, ain't got too many options If you listen close you'll hear opportunity knockin' like ... Seems I'm busy whenever he knocks I just hope I get the door before the beat stops [verse 2] Legend in the making Ain't a measurement that's in the metrics that can gauge him My bars, beat 'em over ya head, just like a caveman Terminally ill, there ain't a medic than can save him I'mma die this sick There ain't a click or a guy like this We only spit for the highlight clips And turn ya chick to a chi-light hit Have you seen her? Tell me have you seen her? She's gone baby gone! But i digress, let's get back to the song With them verses so infectious that you gotta sing along That's food for the soul, Viv Fox, Nia Long Ring alarms when we step in the booth, the heat is on He's a don, and that's means be you won't be sparring I stay behind bars and I won't be pardoned Underground flow, he could grow in gardens But never gon' flop, that's Ginobli, Harden And that's something you can quote, record him The, skies the limit and we won't be falling 'Til Def Jam knock or Interscope keep calling We coming, and this is just a humble warning, 'cause [hook]
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