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Watch the official visual for "In Case You Forgot" by Street Light directed by Ryan Pinkall. Follow Street Light here:
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LYRICS: I think it's time I remind the critics.
When they crying for lyrics. My, who supplies them with it? Before DFUOB 4 and 5, admit it. Of course, lines, you was forced to rewind to get it.
Though different sources implied I'd revise my image, SURPRISE! I didn't resort to the lies or gimmicks. And even though the fuse was short, the fire finished. I used the torch to ignite, soon as I had lit it.
Still haven't met my match-- Even I've committed-- crimes against the divine, until I repented. Witness the demise of the 99th percentage. With heat to your mind-- like a curling iron, get it?
You people are blind. But son still shining with it. Nickel and dime, five and the ride is tinted. I'm in it. It's mine. I'm livid like-- I'm the tenant. They're all saying EUROPE, Other guys are Finnish. You FORGOT?

Ok. Off of that macho. Uh. On to what I wrote that made em say I'm gifted like a tied bow. That may make a label wanna kick it like it's tae Bo. Cuz everything I say, they can fill/feel it like it's hollow.
Hel-lo. Heaven hi/gh. That's what he strive for. So even through the CRAP, I roll but he never DICE. Wooooooooooo

Cuz he know (casino)....the truth is in the Word, not the cards that he's dealt. Look the snake in the eyes...
I've been at bat for a decade. Past that, since my dad snapped on cassette tapes. Flashback to my class. Rapped in my essays. Scratch that. Writing mad tracks on my rest days. Curiosity--
The game's Gatto. Wait in the car. I'm Clemenza, remember- don't change who you are. Looking to higher people like employers. Not weak like- Potential lawyers; more weight/wait on the bar. Ha!

As I begin to--improve my wealth, I enter the coolest of winters and peruse the shelf. Mentor apprentice and fools who pursued my help-- with tools, I use to fix and introduce myself.
Tell everybody shut your trap. We could all use answers. Bussing that, see the fog through glasses. Give em flame from the Name on High, so I could fall through ashes...They want me to hold back like ballroom dancers.
Whoever was left standing got beat down. 3 rounds. Whatever pop that you thought was hot is obsolete now. Sweet how the top is where I'm bout to be, the shots at me get blocked, even out the box, I'm board like a rebound.
I'm just cleaning the glass--properly so you can see how. The kids, I assist, and old rhymers are senile. I know how to handle it. Watch me crossover, and dismantle challengers. I got no one to compete now.




I put my heart and my soul in it. I started, I'm gone end it. Go harder with no limits-- in case
Gave you line after line didn't I? Time after time, there ain't no stealing my shine but- just in case
So go ahead and doubt me, I hear em talkin about me, what would they do without me? --In
This the beginning, im winning. I'll never STOP. When I'm at the top, remember this day-- just

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