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They just don't know
They just don't know
They just don't know
[Verse 1: Caloe]
I put a verse together
Seems like I'll be cursed forever
My flow is never weak
Because I am always mighty clever
And I'm rapping so well
I am never stealing lyrics
So there is no reason that I should go to jail
And I didn't have to train for this nice track
I'm not going to be stuck at a job that has me saying "would you like fries with that?"
No I'm going to be doing it like I always have
I'm not just going to hate my job that's why I f**ing rap
I love the game so much have these b**hes toe touching
I keep a straight poker face even when there will be no bluffing
Smoking, hawking up a lung like Joe Johnson
Not popping any pills even though the pain's constant
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[Verse 2: Caloe]
Split the pins when the ball goes down the lane
It's do or die time even though it sounds insane
And this is a pain that no one can explain
Getting up when I fall just like the X Games
Coming out blurry because nobody's picture perfect
Call them out, make them cry, b**hes deserve it
And I will never stop even when I reach the tip top
I'm about to jump the competition why do you think they call it Hip Hop
And they even called me fly, but I ain't a bird
I'm not even Superman you know that sounds absurd
And I can crack a joke
And I can smack a hoe
But that doesn't mean that I will
I ain't Chris Brown yo
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[Verse 3: Caloe]
Flip the bird like you would flip the flapjacks
I'm pretty much an average Joe no way am I a fat cat
Looking for something to eat every single week
Stop and look at me
Am I a catastrophe
No I'm not, no way I am
I could break out at anytime like the water behind the damn
And I'm going to get the cash while you don't even make cents
Your cup can either be half empty or half full you just have to say when
And I'm about to get real heavy
Yes I am American made but as a teen I drove a Toyota, not a Chevy
And I'm going to bust out like a pair of double d's in a t-shirt
And yes it was worth, ever single penny
To become the greatest, backed by a guarantee
Exercising like a Mitchell, a parent Lee
And that's a little joke for the friends back home
Making it happen, and they just do not even kno, no
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