| Tonight’s gone too far
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| (mmm-mm-mm)
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| It’s my energy
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| It’s racing down my spine like it’s a centipede
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| Cabernet with cheese
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| Is prime ecstasy
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| So enter me
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| Entropy
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| (mmmm)
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| Well my snare
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| Hittin' the drum
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| Making it bump like a pistol
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| You’re giving me life
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| Giving me worth
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| In the form of a rhythm
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| Well they oughta say something
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| Other than what I’ve been saying
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| Find my mind on streets where I laying
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| These ain’t friends they all just strangers
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| Caved themselves inside my arrangement
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| And this right here
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| This is the place where I belong
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| And I’m just
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| In the dark
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| I feel so comfortable at home
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| (And I just)
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| I just came
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| I came so far away from home
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| And I’ve never felt so present in this moment when I’m gone
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| (No)
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| Yeah I’m gone
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| Tonight has gone too far
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| (mmmm)
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| It’s my energy
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| It’s racing down my spine like it’s a centipede
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| Cabernet with cheese
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| It’s prime ecstasy
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| Enter me
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| Entropy
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| Tonight I’ve crossed the bar
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| (uh uh uh)
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| And I’ve made my enemies
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| In the shadow of a lamp post
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| Lighting up a street
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| And I’ve got a lot to be before I’m six feet deep
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| So exit me, exit me
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| (Light, light up the night)
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| Yeah
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| Check it, check it out now
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| Yo
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| I was given sixteen to spit out my dreams
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| My dream was to spit sixteen on the screen
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| Whole squad, loved ones all backing me
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| Never thought I’d be a name they’d mention on the scene
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| God be the Father
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| Son of
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| Mom’s in my heart 'til the sun disappear
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| Love the experience
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| Blood, sweat, and tears
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| Pain comes back
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| That’s why there’s beers
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| (Cheers)
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| Gotta love how it went
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| Energy and effort in the time I spent
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| Abhi makes beats
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| Grin on
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| Gotta throw it up for my
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| Can’t believe how we’re living
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| Aside from the cash man nothing else is missing
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| Click clack with the mic and the track
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| And I’m back with the A-B-H-I
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| Go hard 'til I die
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| Oh, what’s the point of lying now
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| I’m scared to change, I can’t develop
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| My frames are dying out
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| Afraid to buy it more then sell it
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| Well I crash and split like a china
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| You rock the clothes that designer
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| Why should I live out my life like they told me
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| I’m in the passenger seat and I’m asking
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| Who’s driving me in my car?
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| (mmmm)
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| Push that pedal please
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| Well a little bit of me is nervous
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| When I hear those tires screech
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| And I’ve got so many questions
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| I’m on the edge of my own seat
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| You won’t enter me
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| So exit me |