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letra de from here to fame - aim

[verse 1: yz]
who gettin’ money with me, who ain’t sittin’ on they ass?
who ain’t waitin’ for somebody to come and show ’em the path?
i, y’s alive, lookin’ for the leaders
do you think it’s really wise if government farmers defeat us?
think about it, ask yourself, yo are they crooks?
if they gonna keep a secret, would they show you the book?
and take a second look, ask yourself your own questions
ain’t no need for second guessin’ when it comes from this lesson
’cause if they shut it off today, who’s gonna stay?
this sh-t’s for real and ain’t a play, they takin’ babies away
it could be the last days, but some brains on vacation
and just because you ain’t here, do you want it to be the end of civilization?
maybe your kids can rule this nation, stop your brain from free-basin’
yo, why you lacin’? you got your education
you can make a change, you can make a difference
when the sh-t seem strange, so was you claimin’ fame?
[verse 2: yz]
you can do it, you can work your way through it
don’t know if you knew it, but waters can flow like fluid
or can be stiff as a brick, which is it? what’s the l!ck
if you had to pick, which pick would make your style sick?
make you more legit, make it your time to shine
you better do it quick before i make your time mine
my light shine, illuminate grey state to state
i find prey like the earthquake, but wait
there’s more, assure you i can endure
i own land without rap while most rappers are poor
this ain’t a diss, this is some real sh-t, you deal with it
problem is, you use your heart to k!ll sh-t, i feel with it
you need to quit it, that child sh-t, acidic
your ego won’t let you admit it, you ain’t wicked
you ain’t a k!ller upon, try to explain
and f-ck you rappers that ain’t true to the game, so was you claimin’ fame?

[verse 3: yz]
you had it all, you got it worked out
got a degree, still got murked out
safe your trips way down south, you from up north
now your bed’s soft, sleep in it
he shot you in your face, you’re a [?]
now how you plan to end it? but death don’t know no name
now everybody mention you at the basketball game
they said you played for the team and you had nice hands
not to mention all the ladies loved you upon the stand
now they mention scandal and how you move fishscale
how could you do your mother wrong and say you goin’ to h-ll?
i don’t believe it, why do they do your name like that?
if anybody was headed for fame, it was you black
it’s a tough life we’re livin’, to all my people locked up or missin’
death don’t know shame, i hope you’re listenin’
it’s your life, live it, do your thing watch your pivot
only you know the path, what is it?
was you claimin’ fame?

- aim

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