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I made It
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I made it man
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This is an eclectic mix of good Hip Hop along with an element of story telling themes. Wild Lyle is able to catch the listeners ear. Wild Lyle has one of the
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Genre
Hip-Hop Freestyle
Charts
Peak #1,206
Peak in subgenre #28
Author
Wild Lyle
Rights
Broke N Famous
Uploaded
November 03, 2008
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MP3 4.2 MB 160 kbps 3:38
Lyrics
I made it/ it’s over the end This is tell your friends about me again and again Right now I should be in a good mood/ but all I’m thinking of is Moof All your people representing/ sing sing is the truth And whatever you need I’m willing to do You people gotta listen to the BS that I went through My stories my trials tribulations too I don’t even know who this story is relating to I guess all the pyro’s/ having a dream Of ever spitting fire in a Hip Hop scene I can’t help that Hip Hop is me/ That’s why I had to leave and set it free Once it came back it was under attack That’s why I mention names cause every song is fact In fact I think that every track is a wrap Instead of a dot on your head/ put your dot on the map You aint even bout it like that Repeatedly people came to spit at me Great in social studies/ I had to make history Why I’m not a millionaire is an unsolved mystery Then I disappeared like ghosts with spirits lifting me I’m having a fit and causing a tantrum I caress the mic I’m so romancing I look good in the booth my god I’m handsome I’m back about myself again/ pretending that I got friends But most only care whether not if I’m spitting gems I never stop you can throw hate up in it If you ever see me stop I might wait a minute Move on I’m so important/ feel like I coach the wizards What up Eddie Jordan/ yeah you like those names Those are two different people/ as long as we cool/ you can fuck the fame/ I know I suck/ I don’t sound the same But it’s a far cry from trying to be lame Did I mention when I let go/ I colored all my hair and when straight to techno But that shit turned bitch too/ thinking how’s a man gonna dance like a bitch do And I mean that’s no disrespect/ but I blow so much wind Fans can catch my breath/ I got hooks they can catch my left Right on/ just turn the mic on You garden snakes are going gainst a python And you’ll never reach the pylon So fuck all the Dylans Bunch reality kids/ aint really what it is You not good enough to get hosted by Swift He’s a dJ/ you dizzy ones couldn’t even have your head spin So my thought process is to dead them Still trying to figure the fault I’m not nice but these dudes can crack the vault How they talk street and don’t even know the asphalt Come around and catch your assault Batter the anatomy/ stay away from tragedy I don’t believe in haters they just mad at me They don’t think less of me/ it’s more like jealousy I can’t stop one way flight to the sun/ I’m so hot Your career fizzled I need bottles to pop They should have just let me lead/ we would have been on the top And been harassed by the police in Hip Hop That’s my mission at the cortaca Jug to do something crazy So they call me a thug/ Hippie or genius I’m all the above I’m chanting Ithaca sucks in only a month It’s October 15th what more do you want But cop the mixtape it’s more than you want I spit real way more than you flaunt And if you doubt me You can ask your friends about me
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