| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I’m the greatest escape artist the hardest situation is getting free
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| From the terror that keeps confiding in me,
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| I got to be Better than Houdini and David Blaine
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| With no magician, No illusions, No subliminal, No hypnosis to your brain,
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| I’m untrained
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| Children should not try this at home at all, I’m a free lance professional
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| And this is on my own I staged the whole bit
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| I drink and talk a little shit and see who got the balls to pull a strap
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| And really use it, That’s where the fun comes in
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| Cause after they pop me they got to hide my body
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| So no ones suspicious about who shoot me
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| It’s interesting me to see the means and the tactics and tape
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| To make sure that my death is tucked away nice and safe
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| Sunshines for suckers and queers
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| That’s what they told me when they rolled me in the carpet,
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| And through me over the bridge just like I was some garbage
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| Of course I was unconscious not dead in the sense they thought I was
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| But a slug in your dome will get you caught up cause
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| I’m not invincible I could die a million times
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| Each time more painful than the first, Still I survive
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| Both hands are tide behind my back as I’m breathing dirty water
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| And my legs are been mauled to death by the sewer rats
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| I move erratically to make them work for there meal
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| I’m dislocating my shoulders I slip out just like banana peel
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| I’m close to drowning again
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| Ten minutes and counting me to them
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| is my record so i feel it like I’m ahead
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| in points was the view from the west but it’s all good
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| Best believe that your boy will be back to walk the neighborhood
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| In no time water logged and bullet ridden
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| They be like, I can’t believe that he did it, He really escaped.
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| No stun, I’m running with some gangstas
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| Not no bitchass wangstas
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| But some real gangsta fed my legs into a woodchipper
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| But the blades got caught on my bones cause I woke up screaming
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| And noticed that my right foot and… leg was gone
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| My eye popped out the socket and dangling on the cheek
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| They must have strangled me to sleep cause I’m unable to speak
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| Must have screamed just inside of my head
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| Cause they still think that I’m dead
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| They using a shovel to scrape away clumps of the red
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| From out the chipper they pop my legs out
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| So they can chop me up manual bag me up and throw me out
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| No sweat, give me a week and a roll of some duct tape
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| And a shovel to dig the rest of my body up and I’m straight
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain)
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| I try to feel the sunshine while standing in the rain
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| (In the rain)
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| You try to hold me down with all your restrain
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| (Your restrain) |