Just run of the mill a freestyle, once in a while
Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile
At the end of the day he just wants to go home
Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone
Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was
I have the end goal of becomin' famous,
I was raised this way
And at the end of the day,
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Give them something to live for instead of the week end,
I leapt 'n' saw the path at the end of the rainbow
Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though
I'm rolling down the window
That's the end of the masterbigt show
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