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Can I get by with it? (x4)
[Verse One] Dale Problemo
Ya see I never been a golden child
I cook some menacing flows and the prose is wilding
An East coast marauder I like my cuts cold
Subs dank like a scallion, and buns that's Italian
Surely I keep it 110 never humdrum
Hundred for the pride 5 to keep me sane
And the other percentages for the campaign daily
It lets me dream high no Andres champagne, cigarillos fade me
Often reminisce my backseat voyages thru suburbs in Mercedes
Friends by my side wish their mothers were my ladies
Heard they got fleas go and miss me with the scabies
So goes the gimmick, The world behind the curtains sarcastic to me
It's no wonder I'm a cynic, uh track spinning lets me let go with it
Professor Problemo, I pa** a bar like academics
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[Verse Two] Apollo 19
19, I'm still here
Instill fear in fools who thought sk**s would disappear
Different year, same me, still write rhymes, fight vice and make beats
Shop at nuggets on a busboy budget, collect vinyls
Big up Christ and k** idols, check vitals
Invested in the future, hoping melodies will suite ya
Cause my mommas talking college and professions with a pension
Either path I pick my pen's the only weapon
Need to make an impact, the method is the question
Well if I shook rap, I'd look back second guessing
Like I could of been something, If only I had done it
My kids lookin at me laughing like Dad you're bugging
Lookin in the mirror see who's looking back, a s**er
Well ur father ain't a punk, you can call it what you want
Even if I'm 81 sellin records out my trunk
It's a gamble I was born for, bonjour tomorrow
Where I'll be on tour, encores in toronto
Photos in foreign places, records stores order cases
Cause Apollo's bound for everybody's playlist