| Who you are who you are
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| Not just who you say you are
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| If you out here making claims and your answers ain’t the same
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| Oh, you ain’t got no time to be waiting
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| World ain’t got no time for your patience
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| You didn’t need to draw that up
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| These days it’s easy to play your part
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| You don’t even lift a finger
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| To let one loose from the chamber
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| Tell you what it cost us
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| A little bit of contact
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| Tell you what it cost us
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| A little bit of stardust
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| This for all the tortored souls trying to have a good time
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| Beat, took blows while they laughed and stood by
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| Flexed and flossed, on that «yes, it’s go time»
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| Bae turned pilot so character shineee
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| Higher than a motherfucker, dont give a damn (don't give a damn,
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| don’t give a damn)
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| Glaring their eyes at source of my grin (heh-heh-heeh)
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| Godgiven grace is the source of my scene (and on this city)
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| Most of the blows are the source of my pain
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| They be talking bout'
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| We there
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| They know that where we are, undefeated (undeafeated, undeafeated)
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| That’s why they always gonna be mistreat us (but what do we do tho) |
| They know damn well that they can’t be us, be us
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| They can’t be us
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| Who you are who you are
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| Not just who you say you are
|
| If you out here making claims and your answers ain’t the same
|
| Oh, you ain’t got no time to be waiting
|
| World ain’t got no time for your patience
|
| You didn’t need to draw that up
|
| These days it’s easy to play your part
|
| You don’t even lift a finger
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| To let one loose from the chamber
|
| Tell you what it cost us
|
| A little bit of contact
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| Tell you what it cost us
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| A little bit of stardust |