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Steve Times: I never wanna hear you say, that we never gonna make it
Came across another chance today, yeah you know we gonna take it
Hurris: Never would of thought that this would happen but it did we made it man
On top of it all and if you knew then let me see you raise your hand...
Up! Get em up, get em up!
Steve Times: We gonna murk this, we gonna murk this yeah

Verse 1 - Hurris:
Back in the day when you thought I couldn't
Wouldn't, shouldn't, I'm not good and
Dope enough to do what I did and do today
But I'm done with pussyfootin'
Tried to shut the door before on me
But I put my foot in
You just see results
You don't get to see all the work that's put in
Hoping that it's good enough
Stressing over perfectness
But now I know without a doubt
We are really murkin' this
From everybody coming up
Telling me they heard of us
Never gonna give or let up
Yup, absolutely merciless
And everybody that's up in the spot
They gotta be like (who they who they)
Then after the song is done
They gonna be like (hooray hooray)
And to keep it real with you I know I would've thought the same
I would've changed my mind like you only if you got a brain
Brain, brain, give me that.. knowledge and a fifty stack
Of books so I can read em, give me the greens so I can eat em
Then I'll exercise my freedom, give excuses I don't need em
Cuz all I wanna do is kill a beat
And run it 'til I can't feel my feet

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Verse 2 - Gig:
Enthused in the process
In the.. process of progress
Not a cubicle could box this
Cuz I'm allergic to an office
Now I got so much on my order plate
That I cannot afford to hate
Never do sleep can't afford to wait
Because I got so much more to make
Anticipating my obstacles
Cuz history repeats itself
Never do stop to celebrate that's how victory defeats itself
Evolve and adapt to beat myself
Don't know what I have then I cheat myself.
Can't go back to repeat myself
Create a new me delete myself
Never can stop I'm a freight line
No breaks never take breaks when I break minds
Open up blinds for the blind when I take time
Make time stop... at a stand still
And I stand still came from the bottom
But I rose out the landfill
Man we'll make it if we keep on track
Hard to keep track when I leak facts
Where's the beat at? Bring the beat back
Purpose is to murk it
Not stoppin till it's perfect
Deep as the core of the earth is
And that's really just the surface.
Wouldn't it work out?
It would be fine.
If I worked the way I was designed.
But I can't chill I can't recline
Because murk is what I define
Peace sign.

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