[Verse 1]And I started from the bottomLike a snowman, ground-upLike round chuck, and still put hands on youStayin' wound up is how I spend timeSucker free, confidence highSuch a breeze when I pen rhymesI just got that air about me like wind chimes (yeah)Another day in the life (uh)Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah)Now my community's gated and IMade it and my neighbors say hiI'm givin' 'em pounds, I'm upscale nowGuess it means I'm way in the skyBut I still remember the days ofMinimum wage for general laborWelfare recipient since a minorLook how government assistance has made ya!Adversity, if at first you don't succeedPut your temper to more use'Cause bein' broke's a poor excuseThat should only give you more fuelShow 'em why you're youSo close, God, it's like I almost got itBut close only counts in time bombs and horseshoesSo I Unabomb shit—tick, tick, tick—no remorse, pew!Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quickThat's why they call me firecrackerI grew up on WIC—wick, wick, wick—with a short fuseI got some important news to report toAnyone who thought I was done: nah bitch, not quiteSpotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours?[Hook]Do you still believe in me?Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see?I'll never forget if you turn your back on me nowAnd walk out, I will never let you live it downI'll never quit, do you still believe in me?[Verse 2]Man, I know sometimesThese thoughts can be harsh and cold as iceTo me they're just ink blotsI just fling 'em like slingshots and so preciseSo you might wanna think it over twice (yeah)When you retards can roll the diceBut beef will at least cost you your career'Cause even my cheap shots are overpricedBut this middle finger's free as a birdNuke warhead at birth, hugest forehead on EarthToo short for the verse, studied his formula, learnedHow to incorporate a cursePoint it towards corporate AmericaStick a fork in and turn'Cause four-letter words are more better heardThe world force-fed a turd to me, you're getting yoursBut sometimes I overdo it, but I just get so into itI was there consolin' you when no one knew itWhen your situation showed no improvementI was that door, you walked over to itI'm the light at the end of tunnelSo people are always lookin' at me as they're goin' through itWhen that tunnel vision is unclearShit becomes too much to bearSince "Cleanin' Out My Closet"When I was havin' trouble with the snareI'm that unrealistic prayer answeredAnd I'ma get you jacked up like you're tryna fix a flat, uhWhen you struggle with despairThat double-fisted, bare-knuckles coupled with this pairNuts I'm cuppin', I am your “fuck it” switch, nothin' can compare[Hook]Do you still believe in me?Didn't I give everything I had to give you to make you see?I'll never forget if you turn your back on me nowAnd walk out, I will never let you live it downI'll never quit, do you still believe in me?[Verse 3]Started from the bottom like a snowmanOh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke thatBut my battery's low, I'ma need a boost to my packAnd I know that I always got Proof at my backI called you "Proof" because I knew for a factMy ace in the hole, homie, I'm callin' on you'Cause I think I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it, soGive me that apron and mo––tivation to go, Hussein with the flowFake fans left you two-faced at the showLet heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soulLayin' vocals two days in a rowTrue statement, hate to go down this roadBut there's only one route to cross this bridgeSo I walk in this bitch with loose change'Cause all my dues paid, but this booth's takin' its tollBut it's never too late to start a new beginnin'That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon' do?Use the tools you're given!Or you're gon' use the cards you're dealtAs an excuse for you to not do shit with 'em?I used to play the loser/victim'Til I saw the way Proof was drivenI found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yetAnd when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assetsFanny packs, hourglassesIf time was on my side, I'd still have none to wasteMan, in my younger daysThat dream was so much fun to chaseIt's like I run in placeWhile this shit dangled in front of my faceBut how do you keep up the paceAnd the hunger pangs once you've won the race?When that fuel exhaust is coolin' off'Cause you don't got nothin' left to prove at all'Cause you done already hit 'em with the coup de grâceStill you feel the need to go full tiltThat Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skillWhen that wheel's loose, I won't lose willDo you still believe?
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