we got it for cheap (intro)

Singer:clipse, the

fear him

as soon as you hear him

upon my arrival

the dope dealers cheer him

just like a revival

the verse tends to steer 'em

through a life in the fast lane like german engineerum

no serum can cure all the pain i've endured

from crack to rap to back to sellin' it pure

for every record i potentially sell in the store

it's like mecca to the dealer that's sellin' it raw

so many deceive ya

i'm on touch with the keys

move over alicia

i force feed ya the metric scale

rap's like child's play

my show and tell

within each verse you see the truths unveil

they manufacture proof as they lie to themselves

puppets on the string like a yoyo

bouncin' like a pogo

they prayin' i never go solo

got it for cheap

the wall's removed and now i see

my leg was pulled

the joke's on me

so heartbreakin'

like lovin' a whore

might hurt ya once but never no more

it's like tryin' to fly but they clippin' your wings

and that's exactly why the caged bird sings

who can nickname it? the shame rings true

seems to me

reparations are overdue

i done been to the top

i done sipped the juice

and with that bein' said

bird crumbs'll never do

even on my last

not a penny in the bank

i'ma stand on my own

so

thanks but no thanks

keep the pranks as i bid farewell

i gotta answer to marcus and jannel

and to little brother terrence who i love dearly so

if ever i had millions

never would you push blow

never

got it for cheap

i'm the best since he died and he lied

the spirit of competition

one verse could start jihad

cpr pusha

the flow tends to revive

pullin' the covers back

i expose what you disguise

my presence is felt

the pressure is on

a four eleven cuban helped us weather the storm

pyrex and powder

it was back to the norm

through all the adversity

the fury was born

niggaz don't get the picture

it's written in scripture

even at your mama's

she'll tell you that blood's thicker

and i don't know how them other niggaz built

and i don't know if ever they feel guilt

or maybe niggaz just too high on they stilts

but this one's on me

i'ma view it as spilt milk

grandma look at me

i'm turnin' the other cheek

it's the r e u p g a n g

got it for cheap

Lyric Context: we got it for cheap (intro) - clipse, the