| But I’ve been overcomin obstacles since I was two
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| When my hearing was an issue and they filled my ears with tubes (whoaaaa)
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| I never talked 'til I was three years old
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| Then I had a speech impediment that kept me in the cold (whoaaaa)
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| Talkin with a lisp, I guess somethin like this (this)
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| Now I talk for a living, funny how life gets (whoaaaa)
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| I never drank or smoked weed in high school, I was a late bloomer
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| For me personally puberty could of came sooner (whoaaaa)
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| I always seemed to be a couple years behind
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| But I’m comin to believe that everybody has a time (whoaaaa)
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| — w/ ad libs
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| (I've been up all night)
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| Yeah, writin to the beat, tryin not to fall asleep
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| (And I know I’m gon' get things right)
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| Tell the story of my life in the middle of the night
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| (I've been up all night)
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| Lookin back at how it was, reminiscin growin up
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| (And I’ve tryin look back at what I’ve done
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| But I know that I’ve only just begun)
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| Uh, aiyyo, on New Year’s, I bought myself a SUV (uh huh)
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| Then I got into a car crash in less than two weeks (whoaaaa) (haha)
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| I should have took my own advice, bought somethin cheap
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| Cause my car insurance doubled just to keep it on the street (whoaaaa)
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| And damn, I hope I never fly again
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| I took a flight to Texas and thought I was dyin when (whoaaaa)
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| We dropped a thousand feet in five seconds or less
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| Now everytime I get on a plane, I’m a nervous wreck (whoaaaa)
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| Back to my childhood, remember Big Wheels?
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| When I was a young boy, toys were a big deal (whoaaaa) (ha)
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| We cruised big hills (man, just go for it!)
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| Smashed my head wide open though, still got the scar to show for it (whoaaaa)
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| (yeah)
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| But I never broke a bone in my body
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| And it’s odd, cause my hobbies were skateboarding and hockey (whoaaaa)
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| I never had nobody sign my cast
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| But you never heard nobody ever rhyme like Class (whoaaaa)
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| — w/ ad libs
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| (I've been up all night)
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| Yeah, writin to the beat, tryin not to fall asleep
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| (And I know I’m gon' get things right)
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| Tell the story of my life in the middle of the night
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| (I've been up all night, I’ve been up all night)
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| (And I’ve tryin look back at what I’ve done
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| But I know that I’ve only just begun)
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| (Ohhh, I’m on my knees)
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| I need to say somethin
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| (From the world with a smile)
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| (On my knees)
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| You hear that?
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| (From the world with a smile)
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| You hear that? |
| You hear that?
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| Yeah, the first time I masturbated, I thought I needed help
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| It was dark in my room, I thought I was peein on myself (whoaaaa)
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| (What the hell?!) Yeah, I never had the birds or the bees talk
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| I didn’t know the joy that could come from my dirty thoughts (whoaaaa) (ha)
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| At age fifteen, I started writin rhymes (uh huh)
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| But I think I told this story many times (uh huh)
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| I like to believe there’s more to me than MCing
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| But I write to the beat and that’s what I end up being (whoaaaa)
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| This ain’t a song with a meaningful message
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| It’s me introducin myself to you through my record (whoaaaa)
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| I’m that tall, skinny white guy, rollin up the reefer
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| See ya, Classified, very nice to meet ya (whoaaaa)
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| — w/ ad libs
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| (I've been up all night)
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| Yeah, writin to the beat, tryin not to fall asleep
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| (And I know I’m gon' get things right)
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| Tell the story of my life in the middle of the night
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| (I've been up all night)
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| Lookin back at how it was, reminiscin growin up
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| (And I’ve tryin look back at what I’ve done
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| But I know that I’ve only just begun)
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| (Ohhh, I’m on my knees)
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| I need to say somethin
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| (From the world with a smile)
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| (On my knees)
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| You hear that?
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| (From the world with a smile)
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| You hear that? |
| You hear that? |