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The Alpha
- Growing up a little scrawny white boy,
- Never coulda guessed I'd be on top,
- I guess times changed a lot, I always wanted a yacht,
- Now I have the vision to attain what I want,
- Fuck what you got! (x2)
- I don't pay no mind to what you doin', I'll be doin' me
- Shootin' 3's and bending these syllables to mad expression,
- Fight the depression, that shit ain't worth my time,
- I got a mountain to climb, and I'm runnin' out of time,
- If I stopped to smell the roses, I'd get bit by a butterfly
- He'd be jealous I was gettin' by while I was so high, yet so fly with no fly
- Metamorphosis, I went through that, the trenches were not nice to me
- I had to pay my dues and climb right through the underground of my city
- Like a sewer rat, I ate the trash, and surpassed that with a rapid clap
- I dodged the exterminator, the greater the hater, the later the pay dirt
- And for the record, I know it's absurd to think I would be heard
- But hey, I've been gaming since '90 and I know persistence is key
- All these little clappers try to get a piece of the pie, ain't no lie,
- The way they slither out the grass when they pass you by
- With a smile on they face, they hide that rage, another page
- Up out their book of sneaky tricks to muddle your reply
- Growing up a little scrawny white boy,
- Never coulda guessed I'd be on top,
- I guess times changed a lot, I always wanted a yacht,
- Now I have the vision to attain what I want,
- Fuck what you got! (x2)
- They can't have you poppin' when their ladies try to flex,
- It's actually quite complex, I must attest, the rules of the game
- They must be stressed, or else you'll get possessed
- I suggest you get rid of that impression that I jest, lest you find yourself
- With a couple broken organs in your chest, cardiac arrest
- It took a while, late bloomer, but now I'm a brain user,
- Keep you thinkin' I might change tunes or change to blues or
- Paint you for a minute with an expression of amazement
- I used to wonder why I never fit in around all the other kids,
- Now I see the reason is because of how big my brain is
- It's like a watermelon in my head, it keeps on growing, chasing bread
- And one day, I'll get it, because I've refined my sense of smell
- No parallel to who I used to be, dichotomy in motion
- Helps to propel the sense of bliss, so relentless, when I rap like this
- So far ahead, it's like I'm lapping all these fools
- Who used to think they had me bested, nowadays they all just tools
- I can tell they have no drive within their molecules, they follow the rules
- So they never will have a taste for all of these jewels
- Growing up a little scrawny white boy,
- Never coulda guessed I'd be on top,
- I guess times changed a lot, I always wanted a yacht,
- Now I have the vision to attain what I want,
- Fuck what you got! (x2)
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