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The Nation Lyrics by Cal Scruby

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(voice over)
Thomas, guarded by green, buford, tough shot, CANNED IT! Inside the arc for 2 with 8/10ths of a second left!

Runnin from the get-go, flow so electro
Switch it every day like I'm Sully with the retro
Take a few shots, hold it down, never let go
Bouncing off the walls of the Schott like an echo
This the main attraction, slow down reaction
Im kinda half baked, tell em I'm not into fractions
Tryin to get stacks for my next transaction
Money flowing out of the pocket, like braxton
Flying right past them, willy for 2
Thomas got the green light, and he feeling it too
And I'm killing it too, and I chill in the booth
Urban Meyer probably out of town, stealing recruits
Like, you should probably come here, you'll be number one here
All about the brains, but you know we go dumb here
Who ever thought the smartest would go the hardest, the largest and yeah we party, sleep, snow, regardless
We in the middle of columbus, where the heart is

(Chorus)
Im on my grind, gimme all the time
Know they're never gonna block my shine
Its me against the world, and the worlds all mine
Its me against the world, and the worlds all mine
They say, Face it, you never gonna make it
But right know, I'm so damn close I could taste it
I got, one dream, one shot, gonna chase it
This is BUCKEYE NATION

(Verse 2)
I said, dog if you bark it you better have a bite to back it up
Because I am in the zone, don't you ever mention matching up
Ill just blow a pack of funks, eat a beat, caption crunch
And I am still hungry so I guess ill have to pack a lunch
You know we eaten, so don't ask if you can finish it
All about my business, you'd swear that I am a Fisher Kid
Say that you up in it, better tell me what you getting man
The only box you getting, it came from canes chicken
Im lane, to lane switching, on lane, with 3 women
New names, I don't remember today but they listen
To Jay, and lupe, Yae, and jay cole
Party to wale and hang to drakes soul shit
Nice little kappa who isn't into all that ho shit
Bad little theta who got it and she knows it
One way ticket one route when we ride through, 71 south on the way to the Bayou

(Chorus)

Yeah, I know they loving it
Out here, got my Aaron Craft on, Hustling
Big 10 champions, oh I know you hate it
Dreaming and creating baby look at what I painted
The campus is my canvas
The city is my easel
Theres 50 thousand undergrads, all of em my people
Its so O-H-I-O every where that we go
Another round, double shot, take it like a free throw
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Cal Scruby

Cal Scruby

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