[Verse 1] I was down on my luck, out of my bucks Growlin' my gut while in a rut How I was smilin' when falice was callin' on uh I was proud and I bust loud and enough to rally them up My style as a child it was roudy and ruff Such as life, when the dope ain't sellin' The soap ain't smellin' Ripe dough ain't swellin', no hope but nope I ain't failing tonight And entered a contest with nothin' in my palm just A microphone and god next to Tech to bless and I'm set I won, the people voted for me to take the pay Was fate the way it happened the show fell on My graduation day, so I chose the show To go open for EPMD and Gaume that's how it was suppose to go I didn't know that I was chosen never Expected it but these people saw while the other Haters rejected it, I tore through the hardest part Of this art when most neglected it, I poured out My soul on to the paper and you accepted it
[Hook] You are my heart, you are my soul I thank you for all you done for me You are my art, you are my flow My fans made it for everyone to see You are my heart, you are my soul I thank you for all you done for me You are my art, you are my flow My fans made it for everyone to see (Forever Accepting N9ne's Soul)
[Verse 2] In Kansas City, a lot of fans is with me Started doing shows with crazy flows and it expanded quickly Tech Nina's band of hippies ran the shit we handed strictly I landed scripts that damaged emcees, ripped these calamitously And I ain't have nothin', not a cent to my name, man I just had bussin' I just vent through my brain When I went through the rain, y'all invented my lane Cause you went to the strange events to see strength in my pain You saved my life, damn, you made my life, grand I love these times with you all even though it made my wife Scram cause all the time I spent I grind for thine and Rhyme again I sign your skin and bind a friend tonight different kinds of kin Technicians, Juggalos, Juggalettes, Kottonmouth Kings, and Queens Gangbangers, College Kids, Metal Heads they all seen the dream Of me being the King this almost brings a string Of tears meaning I sing to all of you that's been on my team
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[Verse 3] You took me over seas to Germany and Sweden Australia, Switzerland, Amsterdam, and Paris I'm seeing Fans in red clothes in Norway and Spain in Monaco We honor those that rep the strange lane Couldn't ask for a better life or better fam, yeah My fans they set us right so they get a jam and All of my heart and soul and confusion ready to start The pollution bring my art from allusion to me rulin' And I will never let you down, I swear to you Industry be aware the clown is up in here to scare a few And stare at you with a glare that shoos the square that's not aware of Tech And caribou but all hail the fans up forever there for you I didn't know that I was chosen never Expected it but these people saw while the other Haters rejected it, I tore through the hardest part Of this art when most neglected it, I poured out My soul on to the paper and you accepted it
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