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letra de hate to say freestyle - rob regal

i went from asthma attacks to kickin’ -ss when i scr-p
from frosted flakes and apple jacks to smoking jacks and a strap
from reading books in my silence to writing rhymes for my solace
left college with my cd blastin’ christopher wallace
when my rap name was knawlege, was doing dummy sh-t often
thought i’d be dead by 21, had no fear of a coffin
never thought i’d meet sway and make a name off these bloggers
or k!ll a show and sell ticks like a hooper in boston
well, i guess i thought wrong, ‘cuz i did it in spite
my doubts had little reason, so i put up a fight
told myself i could do it, and i did it in dozens
couldn’t live that doctor dream, i left that route for my cousin
and she did it for real, but i stuck to the music
i had success in my palm, who ever thought i could lose it
but i did it, yeah i did it, sacrificed for my pops
he had a stroke, i had decisions, so the raps had to stop
i had to help him learn to walk again, help him learn to talk again
help him make a meal, help him learn to bathe and wash again
had to watch him for hours, i couldn’t stop and watch the trends
the game wasn’t watching me, they wanted to watch my end
and the end was what we wait for, right?
you buy your ticket, find your seat, it’s what you paid for, right?
so you wonder why i’m hesitant
i made my bed and i slept in it, but now i got my decor right
because i been on, then i been gone, but i get right back
had to get my money, get my mind right, you know, sh-t like that
you see, i’m built ford tough, so don’t be shocked when you see me pick up
and i want what’s mine, i treat this game just like a stick up
so i’m on my grind, i got my team and i never switch up
and it’s comeback time, 4th quarter with the wizards
and i’ll be just fine, i’mma get it, i’mma get it
like an impulse buyer, come and meet your sire
call me regal, been through evils, kept my crown steady balanced
and even leaving, i was scheming just to polish my talent
now i’m back, yung
oh, you thought a bamma was finished? i guess you that dumb
you chasing labels and you want your sales platinum?
it don’t work like that
just make your music, k!ll your shows and put in work like that
that’s what i do, plus i keep my vibe true
good in any hood in the city when i ride through
dmv, where they still got them zombies off the water
look like call of duty when you play “survival”
gotta keep your heart pure, that’ll push your pride through
so i shrunk my ego and my money and my mind grew
left me on my own, was alone, it was dead up on my phone
i was broker than the fam on “eve’s bayou”
now i keep my kin by me like my name was ryu
back and i’m better, if you feel it like i do, tell ’em i’ll be here…

- rob regal

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