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When I'm writing I repeatedly edit words and rework tracks
I'll admit I'm like the raptors – I got weak first drafts
So when I'm dropping a new flow
It's probably not all that solid at first post you might call it Arujo
But ballers I'm prove yo
And in the same way soon the tunes get better
And I polish a Juno
Who knows... I might get acknowledged and kudos
It's cool though
Long as I keep rocking a few shows
Not to model some new clothes
Pocket that loot bro
I'm still trying to figure tax, stocks, and the loopholes
Like wheres the refund? We filed for 'em
Deducted from gross? Shouldn't that be taken off the net?
Like child porn
My smile's worn off but I ain't that pissed though
I still got cash and I don't lack distro
And if I didn't I wouldn't change to go bag fistfuls
Of cold green, homie I'm no black minstrel show
Shad just don't compromise...

In this life we just can't compromise
It's a fight but we just can't compromise
With our time we just can't compromise
With these rhymes yo I just can't compromise
We just don't compromise...

I'm feeling like the people's champ
See my fans greet
A brother with hugs, laughs and daps
They don't yell like banshees
Or stampede
Women ain't gotta dress fancy for the man
Please my listeners understand me
My fight to go about this right
What this stand means
It's more than some grand schemes
To hold up a Grammy
We fighting in a war that we can't see
My brothers and sisters in this struggle
There's no fans, we family
Same root and branch tree
Listen I'm amped
Keep your hearts warm?
Mine's on fire and I'm antsy
I know it's so cliche but I'm angry that some can't eat
Meanwhile I'm letting a damn feast of pastas and canned meats
Rot in my pantry
Like Lord please can we speak on this frankly
Like God why you letting this happen?
Amen, he answered, son I'm asking you the same thing
Cause you're supposed to be my servants
Out there working
Like you're my hands reaching out to those that's hurting
You don't have long on this earth
And I hope you won't compromise...
When I'm writing I repeatedly edit words and rework tracks   I'll admit I'm like the raptors – I got weak first drafts   So when I'm dropping a new flow   It's probably not all that solid at first post you might call it Arujo   But ballers I'm prove yo   And in the same way soon the tunes get better   And I polish a Juno   Who knows... I might get acknowledged and kudos   It's cool though   Long as I keep rocking a few shows   Not to model some new clothes   Pocket that loot bro   I'm still trying to figure tax, stocks, and the loopholes   Like wheres the refund? We filed for 'em   Deducted from gross? Shouldn't that be taken off the net?   Like child porn   My smile's worn off but I ain't that pissed though   I still got cash and I don't lack distro   And if I didn't I wouldn't change to go bag fistfuls   Of cold green, homie I'm no black minstrel show   Shad just don't compromise...      In this life we just can't compromise   It's a fight but we just can't compromise   With our time we just can't compromise   With these rhymes yo I just can't compromise   We just don't compromise...      I'm feeling like the people's champ   See my fans greet   A brother with hugs, laughs and daps   They don't yell like banshees   Or stampede   Women ain't gotta dress fancy for the man   Please my listeners understand me   My fight to go about this right   What this stand means   It's more than some grand schemes   To hold up a Grammy   We fighting in a war that we can't see   My brothers and sisters in this struggle   There's no fans, we family   Same root and branch tree   Listen I'm amped   Keep your hearts warm?   Mine's on fire and I'm antsy   I know it's so cliche but I'm angry that some can't eat   Meanwhile I'm letting a damn feast of pastas and canned meats   Rot in my pantry   Like Lord please can we speak on this frankly   Like God why you letting this happen?   Amen, he answered, son I'm asking you the same thing   Cause you're supposed to be my servants   Out there working   Like you're my hands reaching out to those that's hurting   You don't have long on this earth   And I hope you won't compromise...
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