CANON, Social Club - Motivation [Extended Version Instrumental; feat. Social Club

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Quiet, from midnight to morning I’m burning my oil
The track is titanium, I make it bend like aluminum foil
I’m looking to sell every someone I feature my features ain’t cocky
Been feeling like Jordan when going
I’m thinking that no one can stop me
My canvas is copping in drama cause palace is freaking amazing
I spend every minute perfecting my talent
Correcting my stasis
I’m makin' mistakes like electrical, meaning I’m nothin' to play with
Start pulling the cards to my hands and all I see’s jokers, kings, and aces
I’ll shut up the beat, tell the engineer they’re gonna turn up the drums
What you know about the 808 under the 809 makin' everybody jump?
Easy, I’m motivated
I get the feeling this is overrated
Gimmie the record of my over breaking
Man I’ve been working harder to be beyond the greatest
And I’m gone
Hey, it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey nah it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey
I’ve gotta finish this quick
I’m watching a home shopping network
And I’m about to buy a sword
For three easy payments
(Marty)
My motivation’s not the money, the women, the clothes
It looks so funny I laugh when they pose
Hide your chains inside of your clothes
I’ll take that chain and see if its gold
Working so hard that my fingers are bone
I’m gone don’t know when I’m coming home
Don’t even know where I’m at anymore
Okay, kay thought you should know
Rappers are saying my name on the low
But I don’t care, and that’s for everybody to know
I see myself in the crowd
When I’m on top of these stages
I tell about God and gather the misfits the feelings amazing
(Fern)
And the feeling is mutual
Served them a platter nobody was used to
Carved out an inch put a whip on the track and it’s gas till the brakes can my
brothers get used to it
We the new you a nuisance
Always giving your 2 cents
We them boys give you some to rejoice
Put canon on wealthy and the flow was too rich
If you missed it here we go
We’re the misfits listen this here is nothin' but motivation
To take it to a place where you never been to
Walking through a fire that you never been through
Footprints in the sand you know how the king do
And we’ll set the streets on fire
Till kids beat themselves never mind their priors
Listen to God only, never mind them liars, Fern
Hey, it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey nah it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey it’s that motivation
Hey, hey (turn up turn up the drums)
Turn up, turn up, turn up, I’m motivated
Turn up, turn up
Tell the engineer they’re gonna turn up the drums
I’m motivated
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the drums
Turn up, turn up, turn up, I’m motivated
Turn up, turn up
Tell the engineer they’re gonna turn up the drums
I’m motivated