| There’s nothing new about the old sound
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| Regardless of what you say
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| The world is looking on like
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| «Really, again? |
| Okay, okay»
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| We jumped on late, we both live far away
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| Okay, but it’s 700 vs. 2K
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| And when there’s a lot of money, you can split things two ways
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| When you put us on last and late, assholes, we’re getting paid
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| Paid!
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| Paid!
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| Paid
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| We didn’t bring this shitty attitude
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| But our kids still came
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| And yo, I heard that friends and bands and human beings
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| Are supposed to help each other out, okay?
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| Okay?
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| Okay?
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| Okay?
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| Okay?
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| Even twenty bucks could have fixed this up
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| A gesture, something
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| We’ll feel super posi when there’s
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| Sugar in your gas tank
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| Stink bombs at your CMJ convention
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| No one bought your record
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| No one wants to buy pretention
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| We’re eating pizza in New York
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| We’re drinking beers with our best friends
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| We’re not looking over shoulders
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| Karma is the shit |