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I find myself stuck in some foreign land

With record deals around me that I want to land

Sponsors calling me even the name brands

Tours fill my plans, the tropics to the sands

Interviews stacked, the topics and the fans

The love and the fame for what I do and who I am

It’s all settled in place. Leave? No I can’t

Self prophecy fulfilled, the art mastered

V.I.P. meet and greet, in comes the pack

The posters and t-shirts fill up the metal racks

Music pimp sample royalties fund the mack

From windows to mac there is no turning back

Off topic, almost lost it, now I’m back on track

It’s showtime, the lights fade to pitch black

I step on stage and hope my mic is intact

The crowd cheers, sidetracked, I try to relax

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[VERSE]

This is it

The backstage coordinator gives me the que

I stand, peek out the curtains to a breathtaking view

Album of the year goes to Classified Flow

Head over to the podium and say hello

Lost for words, but I gather all my thoughts together

Give thanks to my parents fans and supporters

Producers and managers, and then I proceed to the floor

Award show is over but the night has just begun

First Grammy in my hands, I walk over to my son

Kiss on the forehead, put him down and tell him run

To mommy and she saw me, off her chair she sprung

Celebrity family but the fame wouldn’t change us

Through the red flames of the carpet we blushed

Black suits and dresses filled the room to the top

Longest walk of my life and then it all

Stopped

Wishful thinking, day dreaming, empty satisfaction

Procrastinating, work delaying, voluntary actions

Wake up to reality, unchanged passion

Missing piece of the pie, slave ‘till I die, can’t let that happen

[HOOK]

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