| To all the times I doubted my abilities
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| All the quorum all the lost possibilities
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| All the pride all the lies all the Billie Jeans
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| All the pies, all the fries all the chili chills
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| I gotta say peace, to the DVM my fetish for the pastries
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| No more shopping no more credit card on Maicy’s
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| A bunch of type I just get it down on Jay street
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| And buy buy to those cigarettes
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| That I walk around smoking like the living dead
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| Watch the man wash his hands till the river red
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| Last black man think I rather live instead
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| Lonely sweet in a strange land
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| Eyes don’t lie so I hide 'em with the ray beam
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| Free spirit man never had a game plan
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| Fuck it I just took it as a king, man
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| All those chances I
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| Saw just pass me by
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| One more glance and I
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| Disappear into the night
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| Disappear into the night
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| Bye, bye two fingers in the sky
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| To all the memories that linger in my mind
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| Depending on the images I see before my eyes
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| They could be middle ones or they could be peace signs
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| I’m not that same dude that you once knew
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| That was just a pray lou now I’m brand new
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| Thought I was that cool cat puffing bamboo
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| Realize later that I was a damn fool
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| 'Cause everybody has their phases
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| And all we need is just a little patience
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| I remember broken beats in the basement
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| Promise to myself that I never get complacent
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| But reminiscing is the deaf badge
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| Life is unpredictable like meth heads
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| And I’m an old soul wants some fresh legs
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| And I’m just tryin' to put some goodies in a nas tag
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| All those chances I
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| Saw just pass me by
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| One more glance and I
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| Disappear into the night
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| Disappear into the night |