| Given half the chance
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| To do it all again
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| From start to the finish
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| And change how it ends
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| Question: what would you do, huh?
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| What would you do?
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| If given half the chance
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| To change whatever you wanted to?
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| What if I never died?
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| What if I survived?
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| To see the age of 25
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| No more creepin' in the dark sleepin' under trees
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| Park bench with a blanket with some leaves, please
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| People scream at the sight of a man that’ll melt sunlight
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| Aight! |
| Now if I was given a chance to change it all
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| I would at least gave my homies a call, I miss y’all
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| If I could change anything, it would be the mirror
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| When I look into a mirror, I don’t see me there
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| I can’t fix my hair or check my clothes
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| I can’t even see it if there’s a booger hangin' out my nose
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| I’m a hologram, but check it, I’ma feed em' back
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| On my bathroom floor, stuck deep within a tile crack
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| What am I? |
| Who am I? |
| Where?
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| If I could change anything, I would be here
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| If I ever had the chance, I know I’d be a ghost
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| I’d be that monster in the dark and scare the shit outta folks
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| I’d be that bumpin' in the night zone
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| I’d be that reason every time you go to sleep
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| You need some mothafuckin' lights on
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| I’d be that ruler of the spirit land
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| Conjuring demons and gargoyles, hidin' all your contraband
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| You can have em' come and bless the house
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| But if I get the chance, then ain’t nobody gettin' out
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| Don’t nobody care that I’m trapped in a pine box
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| Smooth with the buttoned up shirt and the dress socks
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| It’s getting harder to breathe, hello, I’m dying
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| The air is getting thinner, I’m past the point of cryin'
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| Okay, the joke is over, I’m rollin' over on my back
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| To free myself from the casket
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| Given half the chance to live again and be alive
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| I could reside in heaven or hell and never have to die
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| If I could change anything, I’d clip the devil’s wings
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| So everybody in the world could hear it when the angel sings
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| Queens and Kings bring things for children
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| Everybody’s warm, nobody’s soul’s frozen
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| Nobody’s chosen for heaven or hell
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| Everybody moves well, it’s no souls for sell
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| There is no evil, there is no sorrow
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| If I could change anything, this would be tomorrow
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| Gimme just one chance, just one
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| Guaranteed 5 seconds and the job’s done
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| Noah bank helly from out the Lotus Pod
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| With your vampire hands in my pocket’s on my bank card
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| Bitch, now how the fuck you gon' try and tell me no
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| Can’t see my babies today, that’s why you gotta go
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| Babies mama, shit, why I call you that
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| Ain’t n’thin' to me, been self-attained a hood rat |