Lyrics
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Intro
Yo, De, they can't stop me from rappin', can they?
Can they, man?
Hook
I spit it through the water, man
There's too much water in my mouth right now, man
I'd gladly risk it all right now
It's a life-or-death situation, man
Y'all, y'all don't really understand how I feel right now, man
It's your boy, Antie To The…
PR, what's goin' on?
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Verse 1
I drink some milk for breakfast, some pancakes for dessert
Somebody order pancakes, I had already had them
That right there could drive a sane man berserk
Not to worry, Mr. I-to-the-izz-O’s back to w-izz-ork
How do you console my mom, or give her light support
Tellin' her her son's just almost drowned?
And just imagine how my friends feel
On the break scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till
He was with me before the deal, he'd been tryna be mine
He a Delta, so she been throwin' that Dynasty sign
No use in me tryna be lyin', I've been tryna be alive
Tryin' to be a billionaire; ha–I used two lifelines
In the same household where I almost drowned
My mom said I had trouble breathing, but I ain't dyspnea, man
Story on NBC and I ain't tryna make a band
I swear, this, right here, history in the makin', man
Hook
I really apologize to everyone right now
If it's unclear at all, man
They got my mouth filled with water
For like… I dunno, the doctor said, like, a couple minutes
Y'know, he had–I had had trouble breathing getting out
I sat on the chair–my whole body was covered in water, man
I couldn't believe it
But I'm still here for y'all right now, man
This what I got to say right here, dawg
Yeah, turn me up, yeah, uh
Verse 2
What if somebody from PR that was ill got a deal
On the hottest rap label around?
But he wasn't talkin' 'bout coke and birds
It was more like spoken word, 'cept he's really puttin' it down?
And he made some songs that came out real funny
And what we need to do in the game
Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time
In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed
If you could feel how my face felt
You would know how Mase felt
Thank God I ain't too cool for the safe belt
I swear to gosh, driver two wanna sue
I got a lawyer for the case, to keep what's in my safe–safe
My dawgs couldn't tell if I…
I looked like Elvis Presley in Jailhouse Rock, it was televised
"There's been an accident," like GEICO
They thought I was burnt up like Sant did Jason
I must got a angel, 'cause look how death missed me bad
Unbreakable, what you thought, they call me Mr. Weird?
Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past (Uh-huh)
Toys "R" Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash
And I still won't grow up, I'm a cool rapper
Swear I should be locked up for stupid crap that I did
But I'm a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph
Make music that's fire, spit my soul through the water
Hook
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
When my mother told me I had to, um...
I was gonna have to have take a small break...
I said, "Dawg, don't you realize I just want to have a blast?
It's bad enough I got all this jewelry on!"
She can't be serious, man
Outro: Chaka Khan
At loving you, I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire, even through the fire
–to the limit
Through the fire, through whatever
Through the fire, to the limit
Through the fire, through whatever
Through the fire...
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