[Intro: Dom Pachino] Yeah, yeah, I think I hear them calling Yeah, check it out, do me a favor
[Chorus: Dom Pachino] Inspire me, to do what I do Inspire me, so I can inspire my crew Inspire me, cuz the last time I was inspired It was Dirty Weaponry, and the kid was on fire Inspire me, so I can inspire the youth Inspire me, so I can inspire my truths Inspire me, cuz the last time I was inspired I impregnated the wisdom and gave birth to Tiara
[Dom Pachino] Inspire me like them dirty rats, sneak thieving cats I must be weak, I think they perceiving that they must be believing that Nah, they can't be believing that they see my strength Plus they listen to the shit I invent, nuff said, fill my clip full of lead Empty a clip, for my troops and the feds To my fam, you the truth til I'm dead Remember them cold nights in the lobby starving Robbing everything that empty tray pound revolving I was a hoody rocker, Timb stomper, card' hardware Rocked the same suit as my partners I can tell you a story, like an author Put Stephen King out of business, my story's darker I give a stellar performance, rock shows and fuck hoes With the same endurance, caught your informants I'm a serious dude, just need to be inspired, need to hear something new
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[Chorus: Dom Pachino] Inspire me, to do what I do Inspire me, so I can inspire my crew Inspire me, cuz the last time I was inspired It was Dirty Weaponry, and the kid was on fire Inspire me, so I can inspire the youth Inspire me, so I can inspire my truths Inspire me, cuz the last time I was inspired I impregnated the wisdom and gave birth to Tiara
[Dom Pachino] Inspire me like them dirty rats, sneak thieving cats I must be weak, I think they perceiving that they must be believing that Nah, they can't be believing that they see my strength Plus they listen to the shit I invent, nuff said, fill my clip full of lead Empty a clip, for my troops and the feds To my fam, you the truth til I'm dead Remember them cold nights in the lobby starving Robbing everything that empty tray pound revolving I was a hoody rocker, Timb stomper, card' hardware Rocked the same suit as my partners I can tell you a story, like an author Put Stephen King out of business, my story's darker I give a stellar performance, rock shows and fuck hoes With the same endurance, caught your informants I'm a serious dude, just need to be inspired, need to hear something new
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