| Hook: Po3
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| Grab a hold of the ones you love, as it should be
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| Dance all the troubles away, that’s a good dream
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| Never let ‘em go, stand tall, shook trees
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| Can’t fall when they’re left alone in the woods, please
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| Lend a hand y’all, we can’t look these
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| Troubles in the face and escape what it could be
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| Whatever happens, they dancing to good beats
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| But day we get by, but at night we boogie
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| Verse 1: Po3
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| Woke up feeling like yesterday was a blur
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| My head is aching for sure and I’ll never make to work
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| On time at this rate, sun shines on this face
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| I try in a big way to get life and my shit straight
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| In my position I’m conditioned to rhyme if I dig breaks
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| And my eyes are a bit hazy from writing on this page but hey
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| Whatever happens, I’m fighting the disdain
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| I’ll be hiking up this mountain 'til lightning comes this way
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| And if it strikes me I’ll know I’m at a peak
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| Give thanks for the opportunity to live then die like life is complete
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| I’m a soldier of experience
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| Fight for what I believe and I believe the ones I love have the right to find a |
| release sometimes
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| So turn the groove up loud and groove to it
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| When happiness is scarce then it’s time to abuse music
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| Let it hurt for you in trying times, dear
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| And tell the universe that music IS the light that shines here
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| Hook: Po3
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| Grab a hold of the ones you love, as it should be
|
| Dance all the troubles away, that’s a good dream
|
| Never let ‘em go, stand tall, shook trees
|
| Can’t fall when they’re left alone in the woods, please
|
| Lend a hand y’all, we can’t look these
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| Troubles in the face and escape what it could be
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| Whatever happens, they dancing to good beats
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| But day we get by, but at night we boogie
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| Verse 2: Cee
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| Yo, man I’ve been grateful as shit
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| Nothing ever been handed to me since I was a kid
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| And my parents taught me early, I’ve been workin' for this
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| Never take a thing for granted case tomorrow it dips
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| So I did just that, I’d like to say that I’m permanently optimistic
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| But I’m cautious and I’m real, so the negativity creeps in
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| But I fight it, I’m a leader, I ain’t speak sin
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| Staying strong, never letting out what I keeps in |
| Yeah, and I believe I’m on a righteous path
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| Take the high road because my soul ain’t tryina erode it back
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| And karma hit you with a vengeance
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| I just want my legacy intact so my kids know I am respected
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| I’m staying one with the energy that I’m blessed with
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| And let ‘em know TMF ain’t nothing to mess with
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| But fuck it all, fam, we finna throw our troubles ‘round
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| Shouts to the Bronx, kid, tonight we gonna boogie down, yeah
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| Hook: Po3
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| Grab a hold of the ones you love, as it should be
|
| Dance all the troubles away, that’s a good dream
|
| Never let ‘em go, stand tall, shook trees
|
| Can’t fall when they’re left alone in the woods, please
|
| Lend a hand y’all, we can’t look these
|
| Troubles in the face and escape what it could be
|
| Whatever happens, they dancing to good beats
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| But day we get by, but at night we boogie |