Somebody's Gotta

(Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I’d like to welcome you all to this presentation. We’ve got a special guest performance this evening from my man Zuby, The Unknown Celebrity. Make sure you check him out.) They don’t know about me (x4) [Verse 1] Chyeeea! Running and I pass em gunning and I blast em Ripping them tracks up flipping em back but Not looking back but seeing what happened Not selling crack but rapping to the masses (but they don’t know about me) (x4) Sun up to sundown bro put your gun down You ain’t gotta dump now people having fun now People getting drunk now pro'lly gonna front now This is gonna pump now Zuby’s gonna bump loud (cause they don’t know about me) (x4) Life is a struggle rap is a hustle Try is a must though, strive and I must blow Slack and I slow up, rap and I flow up Right when I blow up, plaques when I grow up (one day they'll know about me) (x4) [Hook] Uh, uh, somebody’s gotta win, yeah, yeah somebody’s gotta lose People hoping that I make it so I’m staying dedicated Love my people always say it close to me we’re so related Ha ha somebody’s gotta man, uh uh somebody’s gotta Moving up I’m almost famous now they knowing what my name is Breaking walls and flipping pages when they call I’m ripping stages [Verse 2] Every line I spit I’m breaking it down Making mad hits I’m taping it now Rackin' up pounds and I’m taking this crown Cause the boy does rounds 'til I’m running this town (but they don’t know about me) (x4) Your style is repetitive violent and negative Mindless rhymeless flow like a sedative Mine is a medicine rhyme like a veteran Mind is timeless neural adrenaline (but they don’t know about me) (x4) Call me that hot like my verse they dig Call me caps lock cause my words stay big No I’m not hot cause I earn like big But know I’m that hot cause I burn like cigs (cause they don’t know about me) (x4) Half the time what you’re looking for is up in your face Half the rhymes with the metaphors never be traced Pass a bit like a semaphore, slick like a matador Grind tight limelight aim for a better score (and then they'll know about me) (x4) [Hook] Yeah, somebody’s gotta man, yeah somebody’s gotta People hoping that I make it so I’m staying dedicated Love my people always say it close to me we’re so related Ha ha! Somebody’s gotta man, uh, yeah somebody’s gotta Moving up I’m almost famous now they knowing what my name is Breaking walls and flipping pages when they call I’m ripping stages (Zuby that was beautiful, that was beautiful. I can hear them calling, can we have a little encore performance for these ladies and gentlemen?) [Verse 3] Chyeeea! Jump off stage reach into the crowd Deep like rave it’s feeling so loud And it’s so hazy and I see ladies And they see me and they all go crazy (cuz now they know about me) (x4) Getting respect and doing fast Put it on deck and put it on blast Hand elevation fans in elation Had to come back and it’s a standing ovation (cuz now they know about me) (x4) [Hook] Chyeeea! Yeah yeah somebody’s gotta win, uh, yeah somebody’s gotta lose People hoping that I make it so I’m staying dedicated Love my people always say it close to me we’re so related Yeah, ha ha! Somebody’s gotta, ha, yeah somebody’s gotta! Moving up I’m almost famous now they knowing what my name is Breaking walls and flipping pages when they call I’m ripping stages