[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
Yeah, I know I'm just a little rough around the edges
Always been that way
Yeah, my foot is always on the edge
Guess I love to live that way
Lotta highs, lotta lows, lotta energy
You gotta give that way
You could try to skip the fuckin' journey
But you'll never win that way
See the scars on my soul
Don't fade with a tan
But I treasure each and every trauma that I got
Because it made me who I am
Every time I was down and out
Find another route, made another plan
Yeah I'm grateful for the worst times
'Cause the worst timеs made me as a man, yeah
Now I'm Simba with a full manе
Up on Pride Rock, I remain
Battle scars with a repertoire
That I have evolved livin' in the game
Every damn mic, every damn stage
Every damn pen, every damn page
Every padlock, every damn cage
Tear it down like it's Rampage, so I'm sayin'
Yeah, I know I'm just a little rough around the edges
Always been that way
Yeah, my foot is always on the edge
Guess I love to live that way
Lotta highs, lotta lows, lotta energy
You gotta give that way
You could try to skip the fuckin' journey
But you'll never win that way
See the scars on my soul
Don't fade with a tan
But I treasure each and every trauma that I got
Because it made me who I am
Every time I was down and out
Find another route, made another plan
Yeah I'm grateful for the worst times
'Cause the worst timеs made me as a man, yeah
Now I'm Simba with a full manе
Up on Pride Rock, I remain
Battle scars with a repertoire
That I have evolved livin' in the game
Every damn mic, every damn stage
Every damn pen, every damn page
Every padlock, every damn cage
Tear it down like it's Rampage, so I'm sayin'
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