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Standing up at the plateWaiting on my dateI was starin’ to worryShe was a halt-hour lateMy team don’t like itWhen I delay the gameBut they know I’m crownedThe girls on the reboundLife is like a stadium at nightCrowd cheers jeersDrama spot lightsThe public know usMaybe they don’tBut now I m gonna show ’emWhat the cameras

You tried out for the high school teamSo you would have some childhood dreamsThat you and your father could shareFootball coach said you’re too smallDon’t even think of basketballYou knew you were destined to fail Went to the track meetYou wanna be an athlete (sore loser)Get back in your seat they saidGo to the dugoutThree

Check check one two on the boom shotHere’s the one on the gun in the street spotLittle boyz in the hood far from L A.Got the heat on the streetNow they’re ready to playGot the look of a crookNow they got the propGassed up head full of leadMight even drop a copOr not, who knows,

I’m hitting switches in my eighteen wheelerBurning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealerA master MC on the CB kid nappin your ears GBut you can’t even see meI’m breakin up all you good ol’ guysAnd I’m collecting mad propsAt truck stops from all your wivesI keep it live with word manipulationIts

Maybe I fly too muchMaybe you’re high too muchI don’t know, but I knowThat I’m buggin’ Maybe I think too muchThink maybe you’re out of touchI don’t know, but I knowThat I’m buggin’ On and on and on it goesWhere it stops nobody knowsRound and round and round againIt feels like this will never end