Aerodynamic - Slum Village Remix

Speak to the hand, I'm Martin, you Tisha Campbell
 Tired of livin' this life everyday it's a gamble
 Puttin' pieces together that don't even assemble
 Feelin' like somebody I don't like but I resemble
 I'm so sick up in here and it's time to make moves
 Try to proscrastinate everything I do
 My life is a shame I'm tryin' to just get through
 I'm movin' through the trenches
 With my mic and my crew
 What am I 'posed to do? I got to keep goin'
 Shit is happened for me I'm not even knowin'
 The storm has passed and yet the flowers still growin'
 Still makin' moves, right now shit is on'in
 I see a glimpse of life that shines in my face
 Warmness in my heart takes me to another place
 See right now what I want I can achieve
 All I have to do is stick to myself and believe
 Where you at, uh-huh
 (To all my street niggas makin' money, make it happen ya'll)
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 (To my ladies doin' your thing, do it you're the best girl)
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 (To all my Daft Punk people, makin' it happen, keep it movin', let's do it ya'll)
 Where you at, uh-huh
 (Uh, everybody, everybody ya'll)
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 Don't make no sense, the way we are
 Niggers can't get a chick (chick) without a car
 Anybody ask me (me) I been the star (star)
 Always knew that one day (day) I would go far
 Some of these rap niggers they need a rain check (check)
 I don't understand how they got a mic check (check)
 Get your head right, true, you look a wreck
 And in the mean time we gone get the pay check
 You know, no we ain't the ones to judge
 But uh, there's people out here
 Who aren't really puttin' it down, and that's real
 You know, Slum Village, can't even do our thing
 Make it happen yo its like this
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 (To my niggas down for the struggle, keep it up baby)
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 (My nine to five niggas, street hustlers, roll-the-dice niggas)
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 (To all my chicks tryin' to get the paper, keep doin' that)
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 (See everybody makin' moves, don't stop keep it all)
 You fled Babylon of life and death on a tatted arm
 From the drunk who staggered home
 To the destructive atom bomb, set to detonate
 You wonder why I write so graphic
 When here bullets shatter light poles into white snow fragments
 It's catastrophic that you picked up on it like an antenna object
 You either find your hustle or demand your profit
 Instead in the land of plot and schemin'
 Cause today's microscopic
 Do bifocal fiber-optics
 My friends die with suit and ties inside of boxes
 Flip me out when you hit the ground like a fightin' ostrich
 But life is just a pair of dice droppin'
 In mid stumble
 A precious jewel you seclude when you in the struggle
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