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I don't need your awards that's not what I look towards I don't want a reward for any song I record I don't gotta look back to know that I'm moving forward I ain't try to compete, buy things that I can't afford I'm just doing me... rhyming beautifully like the bluest sea I mean musically I'm like truancy You gon' learn today there's no schooling me All my rap classmates no not to fool wit me Check my rap sheet, 2 or 3 eulogies Lock me up, lose the key for everything I do to beats For those who wouldn't sign me I ain't losing sleep I put the past behind me like we drew up a sweep Came up rough, I know what to do with defeats I turn all of those to motivational musical speech Oh, and by the way, guess what I'm doing to eat Yup, rapping... who cares about the snapping Of the pictures and the carpets and the fake hands clapping And the should of been me's in all the afterpartys acting Like you having a good time but you guzzling down yac And tryna be accepted by people who tryna do the same I'm just tryna hit the booth with flames Plus I suck at being corny so I don't play the music games All the politics is stupid lame If you ain't Billy Dance then I don't co-sign the shit y'all do for fame A lot of of y'all don't know who I'm talking about Cause you ain't from where they'll M.O.P you up when you walk out the house SongtexteWe have nothing in common except our love for rhyming No nominee, but y'all know what category I'm in... I don't think that any rapper could do me any harm Wit this word designing, like a lineman I defend my arm But if you wanna step, then bring it on And catch this hook, not the type that make you sing along... I may not ever win a Grammy but I'm taking care of me and my family and that's a win to me Ok, lemme open this up... And the rap album of the year goes to: I may not ever win a Grammy but I'm taking care of me and my family and that's a win to me Make some noise for 'em wooo! Alright yea... How so? I grew up in a single parent household Pick up the house phone it's no dial tone When the cable wasn't out though... I would watch Tom and Jerry on the floor near a mouse hole Intro to my life but the outro Much different, see them credits rolling down slow I'd like thank God I owe this to you Thank Dennis for introducing me to the booth I escaped holding 9s in the projects Now I'm a artist working on my 9th project Somebody tell 9th Wonder I'm the object Of Rap discussion why I ain't get the Grammy nod yet? Lotta politicing and some bottom kissing I ain't got the time I'm renovating my momma kitchen Did her bathroom since we have a pot to piss in No more lobby pitching, this is honest living Just left the hospital seeing a fan That was in a car collision and met another one with a heart condition We had a lotta laughs keeping optimistic Before I left we took pics, I told the doctors get in! This real world not a gram post Life turned into the story that my hands wrote Man I'm bout to world tour for the 3rd time All because of how crazy I make these words rhyme Sold out shows, they cheering for me I can't believe that everyone here is for me Last stop Moscow minus 20 degrees I'm a fly in from the snow and land on a beach Relax in some water that's clear as can be I went from airing beef to airing these beats If there ever was a day they was sharing a seat I'm sure I wouldn't have a problem preparing a speech I may not ever win a Grammy but I'm taking care of me and my family and that's a win to me Ok, lemme open this up... And the rap album of the year goes to: I may not ever win a Grammy but I'm taking care of me and my family and that's a win to me Make some noise for 'em wooo! Alright yea... Aus Songtexte Mania