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False Ego - 24 lyrics



Where should I be at 24? Graduated?
With a wife ready to have a baby? Getting married?
At the reception like, "Look, mom and Daddy I made it!"
But, I haven't, and I hate it
Cuz I'm an addict to the way that the words travel from my pages
To your avenues, I have to do what I have to do to make it
Feel like I'm rapping to you naked. Cuz I bare it all
When the world tell you that your music's flammable as aerosol
But, you drop tracks, they don't react. Matter fact they don't care at all
Maybe they lied. Spare your feelings, maybe they tried
But, you going bananas, your morale is just peeling inside, huh?
They always told you reach for the stars, but they never told you that the road to the closest one is about 90 million miles long
Shit. Feels like it
Now, you playing music for your main squeeze hoping she'll like it
She doesn't
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Cuz it wasn't what the radio plays
On a day to day basis
So, it doesn't deserve a standing ovation
Prime example of the kind of contagion
That stands in your way when
You got the cure, but they want you to be patient
Trynna build a foundation for my eulogy statement
If fate was in front of you would you chase it?
Gonna be big as Notorious, one day. I can taste it, nigga


But, Biggie died at 24 (24)
But, Biggie died at 24 (24)
You know Biggie died at 24 (24)?
Yeah, Biggie died at 24 (24)
I said Biggie died at 24 (24)
Who the fuck am I at 24? (Who the fuck are you at 24?)
I said Biggie died at 24 (24)
Who the fuck am I at 24? (Who the fuck are you at 24?)

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