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letra de trophies - mike jenkins

hook:
trophies, heisman statue always gold, never silver, never bronze, stanley cup grab ahold-
trophies, mvp yeah i’m told never silver, never, bronze, ‘lympic metal grab the gold- (repeat)
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verse one:
runnin twords the first place, 2nd place the worst place-
spittin verses let em burst spray, ya we ball play-
float like a b-tterfly i’m cash clay- ali in his past day-
sting like a bee, we do this all day-
don’t need no roid rage to play better- uppercut i’m mayweather-
runnin like usain, you just a pacesetter-
mj, 23 got that marrow in my bones- i’m a pharrow where’s my throne-
diamond rings, precious stones-
gotta make it to the top but i’ll never sell my soul-
i was runnin to the money but my heart was black as coal-
see the devil’s tryna rope me, but i gotta grab the trophy-
haven’t touched it yet supposlee, but i’ll get it someday hopeflee-
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hook
_____________________________________________________________verse two:
ignore what they talkin bout in the grapevine-
see that trophy on the pedastool i gotta take mine-
if i never sell a record, the truth is i’ll be fine-
i’m just poorin out my heart to leave a peice of me behind-
never back track, move foward gotta stack stacks-
mailbox packed full bills slippin through the d-mn cracks-
gotta grind strong, payin bills this mission is life long-
get your hands dirty keep the water n those lights on-
judge me how i look just read a page from my book-
i’m maken move after move, i’ll take your queen with my rook-
checkmate, guess you were better off tryna spectate-
superman i got the s in bold on my chestplate-
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hook
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verse three:
i need the champ belt, so many trophies that these hands felt-
you might not consider it gold, did it my d-mn self-
so what’s your goals, dreams, aspirations-
we’re far past the waitin, and we’re past the patients-
we gotta take it, gotta take it-
we’ll never make it, ‘less we grab the bacon, we never fake it-
they love to hate it, so get this money gotta rake it get this bank gotta break it-
bein broke i can’t take it, man my soul you can’t break it-
so chase your dream, idle hands don’t hold the key-
inner peace will set you free(set you free)-
,see the devil’s tryna rope me, but i gotta grab the trophy-
haven’t touched it yet supposlee, but i’ll get it someday hopeflee-

- mike jenkins

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