| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| Head down to the ground as I move my feet
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| Sidewalkin, I weave through the people
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| Ain’t got the time for a nice to meet you
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| I feel the energy between us but you’re out of my reach
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| Sidewalkin, I never look you in the eyes
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| Only worry bout myself so I walk to the side
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| Headphones on, ipod in my palm
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| Lace my new kicks and I’m gone
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| I’m right where I belong so I’m calm
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| That last thing I need is a need for alarm, so I keep moving on
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| I got it going on, feeling good, feeling right
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| Fresh to death yes all my gear lookin’tight
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| So I stay out of sight, out of eye contact
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| Cause why look at me when you can look at all that
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| I stop by the main strip, cop what I need
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| Or at least what I need to make me feel complete
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| Make me feel fulfilled, I’m lost in my thoughts
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| I pay the cost, unaware of the major loss
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| But I keep walkin, to the side as I glide
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| Pickin’up my stride with nobody as my guide
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| Tryin’not to collide with the passer-by's
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| So if I walk right by you, don’t act surprised
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| Head down to the ground as I move my feet
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| Sidewalkin, I weave through the people
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| Ain’t got the time for a nice to meet you
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| I feel the energy between us but you’re out of my reach
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| Sidewalkin, I never look you in the eyes
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| Only worry bout myself so I walk to the side
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| I keep on sidewalkin’like I’m in a rush
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| Maneuvering and staying out of touch
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| But just as I turn the corner this guy surprised me
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| Told me to hold up, thought he recognized me
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| I feel like I know him, feel like I’ve seen him around
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| And I ain’t ever sidewalked to this part of town
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| He told me he could see me and that he knew me well
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| It wasn’t hard to tell that this guy could use some help
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| I said look I don’t know you, I don’t really
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| Care what you go through, I ain’t gotta do nothin’for you
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| I didn’t approach you, I don’t do that
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| I don’t owe you, look I’m sidewalkin’on my own two
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| … he just stood there and smiled, looked me in my eyes
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| Like he could see past my disguise
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| So why was I still trying to hide
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| The only thing I knew how to do was turn to the side
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| Head down to the ground as I move my feet
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| Sidewalkin, I weave through the people
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| Ain’t got the time for a nice to meet you
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| I feel the energy between us but you’re out of my reach
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| Sidewalkin, I never look you in the eyes
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| Only worry bout myself so I walk to the side
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| Streets is dangerous, so I stay on the sidewalk
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| Where I got my own space outlined in chalk
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| But that’ll fade away with just a little rain
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| A temporary drug for the pain
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| Side effects including losing identity
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| Short-term serenity prescribed by the enemy
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| I can’t deal with anything after this moment in time
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| This remedy ain’t everything I was hoping to find
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| I sidewalk with a mask on, but what for
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| When I’ve been designed to do so much more
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| I know it when I write to the beat
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| The fact that I’m still on my feet makes my cypher complete
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| Whether cruisin', or walking, man I’m never losing
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| I want you to see me let there be no confusion
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| If walkin’on this side means I can’t be human
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| … then I best keep moving
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| Head down to the ground as I move my feet
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| Sidewalkin, I weave through the people
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| Ain’t got the time for a nice to meet you
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| Step, step, we part, we meet
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| I feel the energy between us but you’re out of my reach
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| Sidewalkin, I never look you in the eyes
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| Only worry bout myself so I walk to the side |