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ANYBODY?
(v1)
In this place and this time
Where the stakes are getting bigger and the tensions are high
Where the temperature is rising, ain't no question in mind
There is a lot more than money on the line
The rap game has come a long way from the nickels and dimes
Now everybody got a quote, everybody got a rhyme
But not everybody can smoke, not everybody can shine
Some of us are getting busy, some are hung up on the line
Now i find, myself in a bind
Cause the clock keeps on ticking, I feel like I'm wasting time
So I wonder why, thinking "Who Am I?"
To be anybody special, then why the fuck am I trying
Who should I be, if not me cause I don't seem to resonate
But I've only been me since the second grade
Cannot help if you cannot relate
But I cannot deny who I cannot escape (my identity)
(Chorus)
Is anybody out there? Is anybody out there? I don't know...
(Who are you? Who I am? Who you are, who am i?)
(v2)
So they ask, who are you supposed to be?
All these Halloween rappers want to trick or treat
Thinking they could play for a day, and then get eat
Little league, stickball in the city streets
In this city that never sleeps
The Wolf don't chase the trend-setter, he's on hunt for the biggest sheep
Who'll jump when I jump? Who'll stunt when I stunt?
Only coming of your pockets, throw the hands, put 'em up
Ah-chew! I'm just fucking with Dutch
The Vault is the Studio, who fucking with us?
So no fault of their own when the good turns ugly
For a fistful of dollars like Sergio Leone
Whose on the microphone? I said…
Whose on the microphone!?
I am the B to the I-double L, I - AM
And if I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
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(v3)
What I am is what I am
Are you what you are, or what?
I know if you take my hands, leap from the stands
Then you might just survive this jump
Of a thousand ways you could land
But not how you planned, a million more ways you can fall
Would you risk everything just to be something
Or would you have rather been nothing at all?
A choice to be made, cause either it's me or it's him
And the price to be paid is to sink or to swim
Way over my head, too under my skin
If I'm not breaking out, i'm sure as hell, breaking in
Hacking onto your macbook pros, anonymous
Laptop in his backpack, downloads
See history is nameless, with truths untold
Some stones unturned, some texts un-scrolled (so...)
(Chorus)
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