The Real Slim Shady Freestyle* lyrics

[Intro]
[?], I ain't playing this year
It's three, DCT
Huh, look

[Verse]
Good morning, it's 6:30, see, I'm your early go-getter
For the better, day in the life, but we on my time
Ain't kept up with sleep, I've been chasing my dream to write rhymes
So my lines will be timeless, unlike them that seek to find time
Rolexes and APs, rapping for the cheddar
Leading them towards the darkness, a.k.a. we call it greed
Thank the Lord, I was a seed that had faith
Now I'm enroute to the height of trees
In my prime time, right, so spun, I'm only 18
Oh, my fault, I left you on 6:30
Got disturbed, concernеd
'Bout all my dreams and how I wake up early
Anyways, I hop out of my bеd, step in to wash my head
Even shampoo pretending on cleansing my mind
From the doubt when they hear my lines
Pushed my style back, saw my solution was to go to Turkey
So I made my way, all my way back to the front
Hand on heart, wasn't a straight journey
I did it again, made a lane, I might just do it again
Say my name, I might just do it again, do it again
Tryna make amends, I can't pretend, do it again
Do it again, just do it again, do it again