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[Pre-Intro: Prime] Uh Should I say somethin'? [Intro: Prime] If the city had a voice It would not be mine Might be Purpose's though Uh Listen [Verse 1: Prime] I'm about to make it crystal fuckin' clear If the city had a voice, it would whisper in your ear That you should take it as a lesson when your enemies beat you You're followin' them dreams but they never retweet you (uh) Already taught 'em, so at this point, they oughta know Prime got that hungry, never been, son, orphan flow You got the awful flow, whack beats, borin' shows Love it on the forums though, yep, cool story, bro (really?) Problem is you losers always feel you havе to brag Only thing stoppin' you from bein' camp is a lack a swag I'm a smackin' bag, put 'em in a plastic bag Identifiеd by what's around their toes, rapper tag This shit is feelin' like wife swap, how we mismatch And quit actin' like it's possible that you'll be click-clackin' Throw away that stick action, bitch slappin', quit rappin' Better withdraw your troops before some Tony Abbot shit happens I'm on the radio, your shit is in a rhyme book I'm puttin' in work and you're fillin' in the time book I got a crew of beasts always comin' up with genius shit You're surrounded by dicks like Saint Kilda in the season trips I'm extremely sick, you cough and sneeze a bit I'm addicted to bein' dope, you need a hit I could end this with me sayin' I'll unleash my fists But you act hard, I just made this shit look easy, bitch [Chorus: Purpose] "Wh-when I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "'Cause when I'm on a mic" "I'm just givin' effects" "Gi-gi-gi-given effects" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "'Cause when I'm on a mic" "I'm just-I'm just" "Gi-gi-gi-given effects" (uh) [Verse 2: Purpose] I set the standard with a set o' stanzas Never had 'em on the ropes, that's why I never let the battle empty handed Some had it then lost it, some just never had it Anything that costs you your pride, that's an expensive habit Purpose, I'm harder to take Than bed and breakfast single timin' [?], ay (Purpose) let's just say for argument's sake I be the last one standin' when the market deflates Take some [?] and some [?] Mix 'em up with the [?] for flavour Sprinkle it in a little [?] We ready to party away Then give it a bit o' that bar a temptation There you have it, the most captivating artist to date now Sticks and stones can break a lesser man's bones But I clench my fist to grip somethin' that was never that close (never) This shit nearly sent your man broke But a contact, I got a buzz like second-hand smoke I need music 'cause it ease the soul I put my headphones on and watch my dreams unfold This is my get back from a world that left me in the freezin' cold Success is the best form of revenge, so I just reach my goals I was runnin' 'round in circles tryna keep control Had to show a different me [?] And if I never see a CD go Gold I set upon the radio stuffed in a Justin Bieber doll (bitch) Life's a movie, I play the leadin' role Starrin' my own rap based on bars that I don't write Drivin' my own ride, don't need no one to co-sign Write all my own lines, don't need no one to ghostwrite (say what?) Still wear my pants hangin' off my arse But I came a long way from that battle in a park I, I, I, I hit the track so fuckin' hard, rough Start shit like [?] smashin' his guitar, uh I came down off the high horse I sat on 'Cause no achievement is great enough to hang my hat on So I'm back on my BS gettin' my rap on (yeah) Got above every bar I been banned from Yeah, I work my fingers to the bone These rappers give you what they think, I just give you what I know Fence sitters best get an opinion of their own Instead of backin' whack rappers that try to imitate my flow (break 'em off) They think my shoes are fittin' but they don't Meanwhile, my buzz is gettin' even bigger than I hoped Without no one backin' me, I'm still gon' bring it home A fresh breath of success, I can feel it's getting close, man I am startin' to bring these chickens to the show With butterflies in their stomach and a tickle in their throat The truth's ugly, I put a glimpse in the mirror and it broke If the city had a, if the city had a oh! [Chorus] "Wh-wh-wh-when I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "'Cause when I'm on a mic" "I'm just givin' effects" "Gi-gi-gi-given effects" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "When I'm on a mic" "Don't make me hunt you" "'Cause when I'm on a mic" "I'm just-I'm just" "Gi-gi-gi-given effects"