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loc saint - i made it lyrics
see i done made it / in my way / locally known in my area that’s to the gra-ea-ve (grave) / they know my name can’t refuse it / that’ll be my fame if i choose it / i bled out blood / dripped in sweat and tears shed for my music
already made it / in my way / and it don’t really matter if i got fortune or the fa-e-ame (fame) / know i got talent can’t dispute it / if you say i don’t you being foolish / i bled out blood / drenched in sweat / and sheddin’ tears for my musi-a-ic (music)
to get rite here / you gotta go where / back to the days when tapes was all there / was / b-ss wit 8-0-8 snair cuz / pac and big was all there / was / stocked to rock with my hair buzzed / i-got-lots to talk about where i was / who i hung with / who i had fun with / every single time i put in work every little bit a dirt / that i did / as a kid / i was offa my lid / had to drop / witta rythme gotta get it out quick / like a lyrical terrorist prepare for us cause when i get to writing im inciting home runs like im rolling with the mariners / inheriters of language witta anguish that vanquish the people that snare at us / they scared of us / the loc float words getchya high like fairy dust and what occured was a blur like a wonderbl-st a verbs slurred like a little bit a thunder struck da herd got em runnin like a hunnid horses / but-its-only-me-drunk-on-the-curb writing hit tracks/ verses and chorus’s / some-of-my-fortay-is-known-to be-warpin-this-music-absorbin-this into my psyki / my-vocabulary-is viking-im taking da track over all to my liking / (hey, explain how you got here) phyciatric sessions had me diagnosed witta criminal mind and i beleive it cause back then that was all that i did to fill my time / thats why then i picked up a pad and a pen and i weilded rythme / now then let my pen be a conduit for what i feel inside /
see i done made it / in my way / locally known in my area thats to the gra-ea-ve (grave) / they know my name can’t refuse it / that’ll be my fame if i choose it / i bled out blood / dripped in sweat and tears shed for my music /
already made it / in my way / and it dont really matter if i got fortune or the fa-e-ame (fame) / know i got talent can’t dispute it / if you say i dont you being foolish / i bled out blood / drenched in sweat / and sheddin tears for my musi-a-ic (music)
all the sacrifice and night writes when the pencil snapped in half from holding it tight and the p-ssion that p-ssed from the depths of my heart to the marks on the page engaged my whole life / (but to the industry it dont matter how good you get / 4 ways to get in debit, credit, cash or card or check) hahahaha there goes my dreams delete ya
it ain’t rite don’t need ya / industry people they get stuffed like a pita / takein the money up outta my pocket to feed ya / step on the bobble heads of the record labels and leave em imprinted wit a hint of my white tinted adidas / free’d us like a fetus / that just found out / never needed them to feed us wit a money interfetus when the tables turn round you realize that they need us / turn your radio off / it sucks / im forsaking the laws / get ruck / and if you do not like me i really dont give a what / im a nutcase face to face embrace the waste deliver tracks bust da pace leatherface mixed guts with bates in disgust a when the industry sucks just as much as it does today / so i dont really want any part of it / take me out of it / ok doubted it / done with it / son of it / gonna get slain someday rite now im just makin fun of it / (what) when it take ripped guts when it take new dance im laughing / this ain’t rap its cr-p i imagine im in a dream or sedated cause with talent like that i know one hundred percent without a shadow of a doubt i made it
see i done made it / in my way / locally known in my area thats to the gra-ea-ve (grave) / they know my name can’t refuse it / that’ll be my fame if i choose it / i bled out blood / dripped in sweat and tears shed for my music /
already made it / in my way / and it dont really matter if i got fortune or the fa-e-ame (fame) / know i got talent can’t dispute it / if you say i dont you being foolish / i bled out blood / drenched in sweat / and sheddin tears for my musi-a-ic (music)
(i made it, underground bumps my hits , all of em say loc saint so underrated / weather im not famous / or i never get rich / one thing that’ll be for certains that my music made it)
locally i made it / underground bumps my hits / all of em say loc saint so underrated / weather im not famous / or i never get rich / one thing that’ll be for certains that my music made it)
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