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Correct No Selling (Uncle Butch Pretends It Don't Hurt) Lyrics
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Open Mike Eagle
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Correct No Selling (Uncle Butch Pretends It Don't Hurt)
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[Intro] Ahh Ow Uh Yeah Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle] I got a keep a facade I got a play it cool Like when you with a girl and she go away to school Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts Strong face, strong jaw, shown through my competitors I tear my ACL, and wouldn't even limp I keep my head up high, so I can read the blimps Don't even scream if something hot burns my finger tips I just wait a couple seconds then I reattempt Had a weird childhood, my shit was wild hood But crying ain't my style cause I can smile good I don't take shit personal, I don't get jealous You can leave my name off, you can misspell it I ain't with yelling I ain't even mad I ain't screaming, catching feelings, and breathing bad, yeah My favorite phrase is "so what?" I'm stone-cut, I'm bad to the bone, no need to blow up Calm before the storm or something I ain't cried since '94 or something [Chorus: Open Mike Eagle] My legs tired cause I been running things That shit is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling Tryna write fire, my pen full of flame That shit burned my hand, I'm in a ton of pain But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] I won't sweat it, it happened to brothers every year I hit my thumb with a hammer and wouldn't shed a tear, yeah Still waters, I'm running real deep Airplane hit turbulence, shit, I'm still 'sleep I hit my knee on the bed corner and run a sprint I cried once, but haven't for every summer since For those of you that's doubting, I take it that far I had an asthma attack during the last bar [Chorus: Open Mike Eagle] My legs tired cause I been running things That shit is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling Tryna write fire, my pen full of flame That shit burned my hand, I'm in a ton of pain But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling [Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle] You ain't coming then send a note That shit get to me, I pretend it don't I gotta keep a facade I gotta play it cool Like when you with a girl and she away in school Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts Strong face, strong jaw, shown through my competitors It ain't me in this spot, wishing it could've been The homie got that shit, well fucking good for him [Outro] That part Right there
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