| A bird with the word came to me
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| The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
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| And now I look what's taking over me
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| Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
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| I had to wake up just to make it through
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| I got my patience and I'm making do
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| I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
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| I choose to follow what the greatest do
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| A bird with the word came to me
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| The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
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| And now I look what's taking over me
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| Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
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| I had to wake up just to make it through
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| I got my patience and I'm making do
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| I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
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| I choose to follow what the greatest do
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| I'm repping for the longest cycle, mmm
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| My uncles had to pay the cost, mmm
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| My sister used to sing to Whitney, mmm
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| My mama caught the gambling bug, mmm
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| We came up in a lonely castle, mmm
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| My papa was behind them bars, mmm
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| We never had to want for nothing, mmm
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| Said all we ever need is love, mmm
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| We see the same things
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| We sing the same songs
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| We feel the same grief
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| Bleed the same blood
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| You grew up in the home beside me
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| I always had a friend to call
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| How could I make it here without you? |
| Mmm
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| I pray I leave before you're gone
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| The bird with the word came to me
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| The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
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| And now I look, what's taking over me
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| Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
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| I had to wake up, just to make it through
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| I got my patience and I'm making do
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| I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
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| I choose to follow what the greatest do
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| A bird with the word came to me
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| The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
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| And now my luck was taking over me
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| Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
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| I had to wake up just to make it through
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| I got my patience and I'm making do
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| I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
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| I choose to follow what the greatest do
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| Hey, my little youth is crying
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| I'm almost home, almost home
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| Look, no further riots, mmm
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| Working my fingers to the bone
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| See I do the best I can, mmm
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| Mama was a farmer, mmm
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| Papa was a goner, mmm |