| Throw your hands up in the air
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| And wave like you just don’t care
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| Say, you deserve a break today
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| Oh yeah, work that body, work that body
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| Make sure you don’t hurt nobody
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| Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear
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| Fuzzy wuzzy had no hair
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| Fuzzy wuzzy wasn’t fuzzy, was he?
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| I like the party rock the body
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| You like the party want somebody
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| I sang too, listen to the song.
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| Sittin' on the steps, with ANT, that’s my man
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| Flippin' pig-russian, discussin' politics and contraband
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| Karma cut me clean as if I asked for it
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| Seven travels offered states with a case and fake passport
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| I want to shelter everybody from the snakes
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| And my sleeves know a couple of tricks for huntin' breaks
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| (Ten thousand lakes) Multiple choice of where to drown
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| So I quote the voice, it goes «What floats is what’s found»
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| Gettin down like they did in the 7−2
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| With the red and blue, had the opportune to bless you
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| Before you knew about a phone bill
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| Before you had to hold still
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| Before the Kool-Aid got diluted with Golden Seal
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| I used to ride around this town on a dirtbike
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| Child touched stillato, wild stages just to earn stripes
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| Read my lips, act like you heard right
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| And keep an eye on your chick, I work my rubber like a turnpike
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| It ain’t nothin' for me to come swing from your tree
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| I wear the love like a ring and I sing until it’s free
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| What? |
| You bringin the weed? |
| We break a measure
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| And let the hook ride just to tie it all together
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| Whatever.
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| My life ain’t as cool as your life
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| And more than likely I’ll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife
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| So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong
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| And quit actin' like you don’t know the words to my songs
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| And when the party starts, I’m in the corner actin' smart
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| Spittin' game at your girl, just to take your world apart
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| I hang with the secrets and the cats that paint pictures
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| While you sleepin on life and writin the same scriptures
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| (What you gonna take witcha?) I take it all but the fall
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| And when I’m sittin still you can blame the Benadryl and alcohol
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| As far as the stars are above the boulevard
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| I keep my feet on the tar, with the heat in the car
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| Keep the beats in a jar, wait for the time to unleash
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| And when it comes everybody only gets one a piece
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| You better learn the words before you try to quote 'em
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| I’m sittin' on mixed nuts, who wants to hold 'em?
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| My life ain’t as cool as your life
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| And more than likely, I’ll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife
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| So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong
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| And quit actin' like you don’t know the words to my songs
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| Now let me get a collective amen (amen)
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| I put tame on the monsters the moment that I came in
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| I talk to the voices-- that speak through my headphones
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| Communicate the life while I decipher all the info
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| I got styles I ain’t even heard yet…
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| Words like rain it came and left the earth wet
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| Let it drip-dry, focus eyes on the catalysts
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| Standin' high in the middle of SOUTH MINNEAPOLIS
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| They try to figure it out, they try to break it down
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| But they’re distracted by every accent that’s makin a sound
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| Grab it by the throat, lift it up and shake it 'round
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| Till this whole world sees me as a naked clown
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| And while I’m pullin on her bra, shes
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| Tuggin on my drawstring
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| Screamin' and shoutin to figure out how you lost me
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| Chewin up my cigarette and smokin' my gum
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| Out of respect for your boyfriend, I’ll use my thumb
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| From the start to the done, I never claimed to be right
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| I quit sleepin, now the day looks the same as the night
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| And I’m the type of DJ that only plays what I like
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| A handful of mixed nuts, everyone’s takin a bite.
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| My life ain’t as cool as yours (3X)
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| My life ain’t as cool as your life
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| And more than likely I’ll be stabbed in my sleep by your wife
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| So everybody stop askin' me whats wrong
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| And quit actin' like you don’t know the words to me songs
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| I’m alright, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m OK, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m alright, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m OK, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m alright, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m alright, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m OK, I’m just a little mixed up
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| I’m fixed up, and I’m tryin to get my dick sucked. |