Tonart: B minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Work, Dedication, Sacrifice
A little dust is coming up
and I had to earn my stripes
I was always in trouble
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
it out this hard life
Work, Dedication, Grind, Skills,
Persistence, Consistency
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Yeah I live like on the real life
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Em
I'm up on the West Coast,
bang with them Cholo
Had some hard times,
used to sleep on floors like a hobo
Strapped up, got it up in back of them Lolo
But now I'm a boss,
crime family is the logo
Oh no, never will I be moving slow
Keep my foot on the gas
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like when I ran from the pogo
Make the West Coast bounce like a pogo
Pure Peruvian flake,
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Em
the homies used to slant cogos
Learned to hustle by chopping it up
and put it in a sack
Catch an enemy on the boulevard,
used to put it in his bag
I saw them battery,
with the battery all in my bag
Yeah, it had to be, with the family,
I'm with all that
In 92, no one let it hot, octane
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Just a kid, SKS for the stock bag
Em
Banana clips connected to lecture tape
On the boulevard where we
Em
Only real life, work, dedication, sacrifice
A little used to coming up
and I had to earn my stripes
And I was always in trouble
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
it out this hard life
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Work, dedication, rhyme, skills,
Em
persistence
Persistence is gold
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Em
Yeah, I live like this on the real, this my real
I never ever needed motivation
No food in my fridge, my dedication
Punch a student in the face,
my frustration
Only 12 years old, I'm probation
Flip the stories and I flip it
and I rock and they go
And my mind got clear when I
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Em
stop the blazin'
I understood what success
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could've stopped the hat in'
Em
Never kid from protection,
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keep them Glocks relation
Em
Yes, I walk the dark path,
please protect me, Lord Thirteen,
my first raider,
who thus kicked the door?
And we're lookin' for Robert Garcia
And Amigas, nah, I wouldn't wanna be
Nine millimeter,
make that Glock seem like a Lea
Homies grew hella green like a chia
In a trap house,
homies pay bills with stolen beats
I'll be going to Summer City
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Em
when I see y 'all, be out though
Work, uh -huh, dedication, sacrifice
A little ghost is coming up
Bm
Em
and I had to earn my stride
And I was always in trouble
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
it out this hard life
Work, gotta do it, dedication, uh -huh
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Em
Rhyme, for real, skills, you know it
Persistence, never stop, consistency, go
Yeah, I live like this,
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I'm the realest, my realest
Em
Got me, and all my homies can vouch for it
I used to sleep on the couch with it
I'm talkin' sackin' up bags of dough
Just to pay the fuckin' bills and eat
Hard work, dedication, sacrifice
Grind, persistence, you can do it
Believe in yourself, little homies
There's a light at the
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en d of the tunnel
Keep God first
Kill him with success
Mr. Criminal's a testament
All that hate, fuck the rest of it
My life, Lord bless me
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