Secret Meetings

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Boom
 Beat Billionaire
 I just had a meeting with a Satan
 He offered me a first-class ticket through the Matrix
 On everything, this contract's more like a wedding ring
 Limit my abilities, no liabilities
 More money, more cars with no clause
 Just as long as I fight soft with no claws
 You could be the rap version of Santa
 Dirty like Diana, just follow the plan, cuz
 So many of your idols were just like you
 Until we made promises of what we might do
 Anything you can do, I can do better
 And if you don't choose me, success will be never
 What's the odds when they hold the cards?
 Who can fight when they own your rights?
 Decisions that we make in the dark
 Maybe not for life, but 'til death do you part
 Let me ask you this
 What is happening in Hollywood
 That a guy that tough
 Would be on the street waving a gun
 Screaming, "They are trying to kill me"?
 What's going on?
 Why is Dave Chappelle goin' to Africa?
 Why does Mariah Carey make a 100-million-dollar deal
 Then take her clothes off on TRL?
 So what is happenin' in Hollywood?
 Nobody knows
 So if I sign, do I have to change?
 Maybe I can be different and make my own lane
 Listen, kid, it's all covered in the seminar
 Everything you ever need to know to become a star
 Look, you could be smart, just make sure you're passive
 You could be Muhammad, but talk like you're Cassius
 Get the masses 'cause that's where the cash is
 Just relax and focus on your taxes
 Strong leaders, all of them, they're past tense
 And if they're still here, soon they will be passin'
 But first, we gotta ruin their rep
 We either send them to jail or we set up their death
 Damn, I think I finally get it
 Why those with a voice, we never really hear it
 Rest in peace to the ones who really did it
 'Cause life is short for the ones who really live it
 Phenomonen to them
 And it's so entertaining to see us kill each other
 And it's so exciting to them
 That, you know, they-they got it under the microscope
 They damn near study every-everything a nigga do
 From a nigga walk to a nigga talk to the type of music we do
 Africa was full of natural resources, what they do?
 All the diamonds, they came and got 'em
 All the gold, they came and got it
 All the niggas, they came and got us
 Why they plottin' on me? Why they plottin' on me? (On me)
 Why they hatin' on me? I'm just tryin' to breathe (Yeah)
 Look, I don't know why we drive 'em crazy
 Day by day, I'm just tryna make it (Baby)
 Why they plottin' on me? Why they plottin' on me? (Oh, oh)
 Why they hatin' on me? I'm just tryin' to breathe (Oh)
 Look, I don't know why we drive 'em crazy (You wanna, baby)
 Day by day, I'm just tryna make it
 Why they plottin' on me? Why they plottin' on me?
 Why they hatin' on me? I'm just tryin' to breathe (Ooh)
 Look, I don't know why we drive 'em crazy
 Day by day, I'm just tryna make it
 Why they plottin' on me? Why they plottin' on me?
 Why they hatin' on me? I'm just tryin' to breathe
 Look, I don't know why we drive 'em crazy
 Day by day, I'm just tryna make it
 Bless your name, Jesus
 Lord, thank you, Jesus
 Praise your name, Lord Jesus
 God, Hallelujah, God, Hallelujah
 Bless your name, Jesus
 Lord, thank you, Jesus
 Praise your name, Lord Jesus
 God, Hallelujah, God, Hallelujah
 Bless your name, Jesus
 Lord, thank you, Jesus
 Praise your name, Lord Jesus
 God, Hallelujah

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Duration
04:00
Key
9
Tempo
86 BPM

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