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Hit-Boy - HITstory
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When you update answer quick When you done they got to broke your phone Some shit you just can't forget When you coming from a broken home With one mom,no dad Two sisters going through it, Smile long, pretend you good But you really hurtin' and no one knew it School,class, I knew it was something it wouldn't last 'Cause I didn't need a lecture to pass And me making beats would never require math I knew what I wanted before I had it But I always had it I was an addict And this room is filling just like an attic Making 10 beats a day and going at it Well my ex-girl telling me she missed her cycle Felt like I got shot with a pistol rifle Gaze,wish we was on the same page But she don't understand I wanna be like Michael But not upon no hoe shit Yeah I used to be up on the hoe shit 'Til I realised I wasn't tall enough And then I jumped in to the music Got with a couple niggers I was killed it T'd up tryin' to make a movement Had the same drive,same passion I never thought that we would ever lose it And we can never get back right What it was done in a dark deed hit that light Tears in your eyes can't forget that night Then you stab me in that back I wish I hid that knife But it didn't stop me though Holla at the moon like a raddy dog He said that he be through the same shit And the real ties you make could not be broke So I went back to my place And I logged into Myspace Heard a couple beats from a nigger from New Orleans I'm thinking to myself ,man this guy's great Then we build a brand,right from home Move to the A,join the zone Learned alot,moved alone Next thing I knew I was back at home Now I gotta focus on me 'Cause shit got a little bit shifty Bills got a little too deep I'm on eye shot hollaring at Ricky While he sitting at sessions with kids Telling me that I could be the next D Telling me that he believed in my dreams It's all a matter of time,indefinitely Keep working,hits gonna get you to the start up Next thing I know it's Christmas in Harlem While after that I'm working in the palace Overseas weeks they went over like Alice God damn I was just at home Now I'm nr.3 on the throne I got so many emotions that I had to make it into a song This is what you're getting after Read the index skip the chapter Either way you will see me get globe I wanna welcome y'all to Hit story
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