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(album: Get Rich Or Die Ryan - 2021)

If you, if you look at somebody's life over a seven year period, you're not—it's not gonna be pretty, it's gonna be life. I mean, things happen, people change, people grow up. And one thing they really overlooked is that, here it is, seven years later, and we just made a double record. We just stuck ourselves in the studio for six months, and here we are. You know, the music is still doing the talking.

Yeah, very few were there to witness back when he had started
No one could've imagined half the stats you'd be regarded
But they love him down in Mass like he's the cast of The Departed
And before he's buried, need his jersey rafters TD Garden
Peter, he's been playing, he's urgent
He's dip, shaking and swerving, his nickname is resurging
The gymnasium vermin, his kids came, he's determined
The Slim Shady of Wells, Maine, you fake it, he earned it
Sweat dripping, rep getting, next mission
Bet's flipping, yikes, net swishing
Just different type, game clock tick, tick, tick
No shortcut to get it quick, quick, quick
Do the acting and the script get flipped
Stay on the line for my next quick tip: get off his dick

You can't touch the ring if you wasn't up in the gym with me
I rue not a thing 'cause nothing in this world is ever free
I don't care, what you say, you wasn't there, anyway
In case they ain't here, today, hey-ey

Yeah, he's non-stop, yeah, he cannot stop
Since he started out, popped off in that whip hotbox
Now he's all about non-talk, but when the cameras off
And he put it down, he get the reps, dip, dip, set, set
Where's Cameron? Groves knows it, he's been obsessed
Since analog, tightened up the bolts and got results
He's been sweating, cold world since Pats had Ben Coates
You veer off, van go, tears all rainbowed
Insulated from the nose, ears off, Van Gogh
He, he, known for hard work, there's no replacement
He, he, engineered the standing ovation
He, he, had to do some public demonstrations
To show off the smile he's been building in the basement
On the whale of his life's work
You saw some barnacles, the tip of the iceberg

You can't touch the ring if you wasn't up in the gym with me
I rue not a thing 'cause nothing in this world is ever free
I don't care, what you say, you wasn't there, anyway
In case they ain't here, today, hey-ey

'Cause nothing in this world is ever free
That was crazy

Fatto