Return Of The Underdog

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Aasim - Rap

Return Of The Underdog

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[Intro] It's time for the hungry niggas to get a piece Yeah Aasim, let's go [Verse 1] Through the stars, camouflage, we fast car driven Sinnin', look for time since every minute is tickin' Every second that's missin', I'm drinkin' and reminiscin' I'm a underdog, pissin' off critics, and polticians 'Cause they don't understand what it's like behind this microphone Even in a crowd of thousands, you spendin' some nights alone 'Cause it's the life I chose, don't mean that's my life's exposed For you to pick apart some shit, live it first, write a song Then you got the right to throw stones, knives, and gunshots Until then, it's die slow, middle fingers to bloodclaats I made it happen twice, I broke the rule of one shot And I ain't done sheddin' my baby fat, my hustle's like a Russell Simmons, pressin' records up out of college dorm But I ain't got no diploma, this is just knowledge born Aasim is not the norm, my movement's like a quiet storm Y'all been eatin' long enough, time to get your diet on [Chorus] (You are a special wonder) 'Cause you are a special wonder And let nobody put you under [Verse 2] You love to hear the story, again and again About a poor South Jamaica boy livin' in sin Wishin' to one day be the greatest to ever pick up a pen I signed my first deal young, I wasn't fully equipped Then it was on to the home of Mr. Sean "Puffy" Combs That was a long bumpy road, I just wasn't in my zone But such is life of a youngin', determined to win And the slums that I come from, made me all that I am So I appreciate you all through the thick and the thin And I would like to believe our friendships wasn't pretend But in the end, with this microphone, born alone, die alone Live your life to the fullest and learn to leave mine alone In due time, my own light'll shine bright as gold Until then, it's a grind-a-thon, sponsored by my heart and soul I can't quit even when life ain't shit I just wipe the bottom my shoes or get some brand new kicks, uh-huh [Chorus] (You are a special wonder) 'Cause you are a special wonder And let nobody put you under [Verse 3] They say you ain't shit, until you pay dues A million Facebook friends, twenty million views on YouTube Then it's SoundClouds, Tinychats, everybody's clones With all this social network and who the fuck needs a phone? I'm annoyed, I'm bored, I'm over the BBM And I'm hibernatin' for winter, 2012's Armageddon I'm drunk, I'm high, I don't smoke, I get by I'm 'bout to buy a bag of coke, roll up a dollar, do some lines "Aasim Loses His Mind," the headline's on the internet You might even see a picture of him smokin' cigarettes A hundred views, underdog, born to lose I'm 'bout to change what they think, rearrangin' with the ink Put everything on the line, includin' the kitchen sink Take it back to when music was Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… Social Club life, nigga, E-N-T We are really all we got 'til the E-N-D, let's go [Chorus] (You are a special wonder) 'Cause you are a special wonder And let nobody put you under

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  • Aasim