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OneTakeDrew - Pro Bono lyrics

(As I, Hey)

[Verse 1]
Let's, Get it cracking like I'm tryna make a omelette
Sprinkle a lil cheese on my problems that resolves that
Hold up!
Temporarily though, they'll come back
Search the wide world for solutions to dissolve that
I'm 6'5" guess the devil likes a tall back
Cause he's on mine like explosives in a combat
I need conclusions so Lucius'll never call back
I mean the truth is my roots essentially all black
So, I guess that comes with the territory
I'm tryna flip the script, director write me a better story
This, is Boy Meets World
No, World Meets Boy
n***a I'm a much better Cory
The real McCoy, I'm no decoy
Just, a thorough n***a who gets right to the point
Who woulda known the voice of reason raps and grabs on his loins
If she's drinking Ima tell her keep going
Cause drunk women tell no tales they're some two-sided coins
And truth is music to my ears
With or without a beat, it's something we don't ever hear, enough of
Music for just clubs
Gon help ya party all weekend till
The morning in deacons realm
But, I'm who the people feel
Ask ya self why the f** do the people care and what gives the people chills, huh
What do people hear?
The flow is cold I'm told
That winter season feel, bundle up your speakers dear
I say now, now, now
The flow is cold I'm told
That winter season feel, bundle up your speakers dear
Hey!
I do this sh** pro bono
A man of the people, still tryna get it on my own though
Yeah!
I do this sh** pro bono

[Hook]
(Hey) This one's for my people
This one's for my people
(And you should love that)
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(Yeah hey)
I do this sh** pro bono
(Hey) This one's for the people
(I know you love that)
This one's for the people
(Uh-huh-eh, Uh-huh-eh-eh-eh)
(Yeah hey)

[Verse 2: SWC)
Who gives a sh** what you f**s say, or what these ducks say, I Crack mirrors when I show face/
But yall ain't heard one word yet/
So let me explode on this mic like I got propane breath/
I'm from the District homey, yea the c**aine steps/
202 representa with 410 ties/
My Baltimore homies know the reign(rain) like h**ne skies/
We both familiar with big hands and 8 ball eyes
But I sympathize, photosynthesize/
And breathe carbon into your lungs lyrically energized/
I'm King Kong with the tongue/
Even if I'm unsung I'm still famous to me so you haters lost one/
This introvert can still flip ya skirt/ (hold up)
Don't get it twisted like a pretzel twerp/
My knee-jerk reaction is louder than blown gaskets/
Im 3o plus and im old fashioned and wardrobe mashin'/
You new rappers ain't got no pa**ion, no sk**s, or no respect for the old rappers/
And if history teaches anything man it repeats itself/
So shout out to the pioneers and the bridge yall built/
But on the flip-side no need for crying over spilled milk/
You either become an agent of change or a slave to the game (so uh)
Here's my precursor/
As I publicly apologize, f** the radio sodomize

[Hook]
(Yeah) I do this sh** pro bono
(Hey) This one's for my people
This one's for my people
(Yeah hey)
I do this sh** pro bono
(Hey, hey) This one's for the people
This one's for the people
(Yeah hey)

This one's for the people
This one's for the people
(Yeah hey)

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