| Ayee! |
| My guy, my guy
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| Thanks for comin' thru-
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| Rollin up my zone and I feel like smoke
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| How many we need? |
| maybe three
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| Or four
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| Moving slow
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| Slow, slow
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| Wash away the day 'cause it takes a toll
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| Yeah
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| I need a moment to feel all the changes
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| I had arrangements
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| I rearranged them
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| Thinking it’s dangerous
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| Yeah, I was the one copping notebooks
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| Filling up all of them pages
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| Do it for me, I do it for you, i’m a double agent
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| Every time I lay a verse
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| I feel I’m goin' Top 40
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| Uh, every time I hit the court
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| I feel like I’m finna drop 40
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| Uh, okay now I’m on my wave
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| I hope they don’t try to deep board me
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| Uh, even if I’m runnin' late
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| Don’t worry I will be there shortly
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| I did some shrooms on a Tuesday, huh
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| Smokin' dope in a jacuzzi
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| Livin' like I’m straight to DVD movie, huh
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| I know they wanna remove me
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| Spittin' it truly unruly excuse me, huh
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| I heard yo' shit it don’t move me (don't move me)
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| That’s where you lose me, huh
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| I go up, up and away-way-way
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| See how I’m rockin', uh
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| I go up, up and away-way-way
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| See how I’m rockin', uh
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| I go up, up and away-way-way
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| See how I’m rockin', uh
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| I go up, up and away-way-way
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| Up, up and away-way-way
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| See how I’m rockin'
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| Rollin' up my zone and I feel like smoke
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| How many we need? |
| maybe three
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| Or four
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| Moving slow
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| Slow, slow
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| Wash away the day 'cause it takes a toll
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| Rollin' in my zo-
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| (And i f-f-feel like s-s-s…)
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| «It is absolutely necessary for our sanity that we should play
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| One has to get ones mind completely away from the future and purposes of the
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| future and get into what I would call a 'musical mood', because music is
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| supremely playful in that it doesn’t strive for goals. |
| It fulfills itself at
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| every moment of it’s unfolding…»
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| (trippy fadeout, slurred lines) |