| Nice try
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| But talent’s a rare game and you’re not
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| Qualified to play
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| So pick up all the names you’ve been dropping
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| So you don’t trip again, don’t trip again
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| If only the heart could see you as I do
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| If you keep tripping up that moment might come soon
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| But then again with your feet stuck in the mud
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| You might just see the person you’ve become
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| Now you can tell it this once
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| Wake the hell up you thief
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| You’ve been on your knees with real musicians
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| Begging for a chance
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| And it’s not too late to find another talent to fake
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| You’re down on all counts and you can’t keep up
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| We’re faster, stronger, we’ll last a little longer than this
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| Maybe you should buy your songs from somewhere else
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| Wake the hell up you thief
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| You’ve been on your knees with real musicians
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| Begging for a chance
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| And it’s not too late to find another talent to fake
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| I’ll let karma take its toll on you
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| Don’t let it kill you
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| Meanwhile I’ll be trying my best to be original
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| To not pilfer the works of the people
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| Who made me who I am, made me who I am |