One Of One

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Chris Webby - Rap

One Of One

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[Chorus] I've been around that block so many times there ain't nothin' I ain't seen Tough breaks, hard knocks Still I pull myself back up I strained bootstrap seams Every war I've ever fought in And every scar I've got is just another cut to clean They could rap like, act like Try to fill my shoes but they just ain't me (No, they not like me) [Verse 1] Yeah, listen, I am one of one (Uh) Baddest up under the sun Quick on the trigger, a son of a gun (Pow) Ready to fight 'til the battle is done Takin' the hard road as it comes (Comes) Likе a narco on the run (Skrrt) Keepin' it low, probe as it goes Thе only things aren't low are the funds But I've been swindled and victimed to thievery From the same people who said they believed in me (Fuck 'em) But this the motherfuckin' rap game The snakes are just part of the scenery I went from barely breakin' evenly (Yeah) To makin' it right where I need to be (Yeah) Competin' against what I've already done 'Cause ain't nobody left to compete with me I've been betrayed by plenty of rats The proof is the knife scars on my back I wear 'em with pride like one of my tats And a reminder to where I been at (Yeah) 'Cause I've been down flat, I've been flat broke Tryna bounce back when I'm past hope But I pushed through and I still do 'Til my soundtrack's on it's last note [Chorus] I've been around that block so many times there ain't nothin' I ain't seen Tough breaks, hard knocks Still I pull myself back up I strained bootstrap seams (I strained bootstrap seams) Every war I've ever fought in And every scar I've got is just another cut to clean They could rap like, act like Try to fill my shoes but they just ain't me (No, they not like me) [Verse 2] Earned me my place on the roster (Roster) Studied and played this shit proper Takin' the highs and the lows as it goes to the point that it's strainin' my chakras (Chakras) Stayed true in a game of imposters (Imposters) Sippin' some Jamo' and vodka Seein' this new generation unfold as I'm sittin' back feelin' like Dre in The Watcher Witness 'em hustle for clout Actin' all arrogant, runnin' they mouth Sayin' that they puttin' on for a culture whose history they don't know nothin' about Or maybe I'm just gettin' older and grumpy Or stuck in my ways and stuck in my house And reachin' a point where I oughta say "Fuck it, I'm done with this" Pack it all up and be out Don't mean to sound bitter, I know that I'm hatin' But I survived through so many generations I don't give a fuck about whose in rotation Or where shit is headed, I know where the game been (Yeah) And I'll still be standin' while most of 'em fadin' from memory Let it be known I'll be chasin' a legacy While they just chasin' they tails and I will prevail I guess what I'm sayin' is [Chorus] I've been around that block so many times there ain't nothin' I ain't seen Tough breaks, hard knocks Still I pull myself back up I strained bootstrap seams (I strained bootstrap seams) Every war I've ever fought in And every scar I've got is just another cut to clean They could rap like, act like Try to fill my shoes but they just ain't me (No, they not like me)

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  • Chris Webby