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[Hook: Pumpkinhead] I'm not goin’ nowhere, man. I'm right here So keep sendin’ the hate—that only shows fear You'll never relate to my blood, sweat, and tears And guess what, man? I'm still here [Verse 1: Pumpkinhead] The fact that I'm still here (uh-huh) puzzles me to this day I guess God and his apostles wanted it this way I been here since Dana Dane's "Nightmares" Since Craig G battled Supernat', I was right there I been around the block where the homeless folk drink beer I been around the world, but I'm still here The birthplace are worst case scenarios (Brooklyn) Church faith in stereos, I'm here, here, here we go! From song to video, I'm trapped in a screen Attached to a beam of light, I can capture a scene and write To my heart's delight. Can you hear what I recite? The words of an endless fight Here we are together, one voice, one cause No flaws, oh Lord, applause My song's so real, so raw And if you think that I'm too soft To diss you, dawg, then you're so wrong ‘Cause I'm here, yes, and I stand strong I'm here, yes, and I stand strong I'm here, yes, and I stand strong [Hook: Pumpkinhead] (x2) I'm not goin’ nowhere, man. I'm right here So keep sendin’ the hate—that only shows fear You'll never relate to my blood, sweat, and tears And guess what, man? I'm still here [Verse 2: Pumpkinhead] I got a pain in my heart, and it hurts but I'm still (here) After all these years, through the boos and cheers Bummy gear and nappy hair, I'm still (here) So fuck you and the backpacker you worship The last rapper to turn up in clown makeup at the circus And that CD you purchased is worthless Full of mutated hip-hop This ain't electronica—stop makin’ my culture your pit stop It's not that I hate your musical preference, but in essence It's not workin’. How you gonna tell me I'm not hip-hop And you don't know who Kool Herc is? Am I so beneath the surface I'm unworthy to be on your top ten nerd list? They say I'm weak and my albums don't sell I'm only a battle rapper—please, do tell Well, get back to me after about a year When this album's gone ghetto gold and I'm still here [Hook: Pumpkinhead] (x2) I'm not goin’ nowhere, man. I'm right here So keep sendin’ the hate—that only shows fear You'll never relate to my blood, sweat, and tears And guess what, man? I'm still here [Verse 3: Pumpkinhead] I been stabbed twice, near death, one breath, but I'm still (here) I've been outcasted, betrayed, looked at as less Nevertheless, God blessed—he showed me the way. I'm still (here) Give me my props, or I take 'em by force At any cost, I refuse to be ignored I used to be that kid that got played for a herb 'Til I gained weight and I made them niggas kiss the curb Trials and tribulations, miles of aggravation All types of elevation, my struggle to bless the nation (uh-huh) With the greatest form of entertainment: hip-hop They said, “It was a fad; it'll pass.” Nah man, it's still (here) Ha ha, I guess he was wrong Now you lovin’ my song like a hit from the bong. We still (here) So as we adjourn, my final word is this: Hear me out for what you hear you can't miss {*echoes*} [Hook: Pumpkinhead] (x2) I'm not goin’ nowhere, man. I'm right here So keep sendin’ the hate—that only shows fear You'll never relate to my blood, sweat, and tears And guess what, man? I'm still here