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"Determination Defined: The "Call Me King II" Intro"
Headphones on, music blarin' like always
My tears, sweat an' blood on the pad, no Always
An' that's period, no menstrual; Bluff City minstrel
Who gives his all infinitely on instrumentals
Break down the pixels, many ways to see
The bigger picture, so here it is, in perspective
Chef this, no - patisserie, but comin' wit' confections
Nothin' frivolous, far from ridiculous
Spit my life, wait for ears to flock to it
+I know you see it+ +beamin'+, like Lupe, not how Joc do it
When I'm on-point, ferociously hock ptoo it
Get on any joint, drop a cinder block through it
Wit' some stupid muthafucka's feet still in 'em
Poisonous dart, wrote on the sheet wit' a quill that spills venom
Then it's converted to audible neurotoxins
That's how I body e'rything, slaughter dudes, no option
Got you hearin' mad shit, like I'm
+The Illest Nigga In Nebraska+, droppin' these jewels
Kill a nigga out fillin' his FAFSA
If he listens to this shit, without, clear understandin'
Incurrin' my wrath fa' sayin' it's just a career
This my livelihood, passion built up over years
That's why, I'm more determined than ever to make it
Takin' in all I can take in it, won't waste it
This game rapin' fools wit' their anuses basted
That's pretty graphic, but I had to state it
An' nowadays, it's really hard when you got it
Set in your heart to shine, but can't get it poppin'
'Cause majority of rappers lack bars an' can't rhyme
Singin' on e'ry song like Jon B. or Mary Blige
By the way, that was a near rhyme
See, I tend to do those from time to time
But I never force words, careful wit' my choice of words
Keep it forceful, even wit' this raspy voice you've heard
Aimin' for Top 5, rejoiced ahead of my prime
Strive manly like Burghardt Du Bois said upon a time
An' that is Fine... Call Me King... Two!
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