| Yeah, yeah, I’m high upon a new wave of confidence
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| I’m trying to ride it to a few different continents
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| Known in the country that I’m from but anonymous
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| To most of the populous and dominant
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| Awkward places, I’m from New Zealand and I’m use to seeing different faces
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| And they don’t ever turn the radio to different stations
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| I gotta do it though cause Mum’s getting sick of waiting
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| When I was young she used to tell me «Have some f*cking patience»
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| But she loved the baby boy, raise the bar like I’m on roids with my game
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| playing with the joysticks
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| I’m grateful for the voice I’ve been given
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| Big boy now my purple whip about to have all of the sort of bugs flicking
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| Sippin' vodka soda with the twist in
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| I don’t say it should be different it’s still hip hop in the vein
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| Smurnoff in the brain, always been a cool dude I’ll let you know if you can say
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| I’m kicking back feeling good on a Friday
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| Ain’t letting all the bullshit get in my way
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| Know that I stay caught in a daze
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze
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| You don’t mess in my heart, things are looking up
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| You can see in my eyes, so you know I’m
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze
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| Picture caught up in the day, holdup with these police again
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| And these vehicles we
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| That’s why they hate
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| Custom colors is my
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| In up on 60's
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| If you ever trying to find my I’d probably be
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| With me
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| Open up baggy stuff like muffins
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| Out of dope enjoy your crisis ain’t in my buddy so f*ck it
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| I stuck em up and got on the highway, ready
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| Get fried like everyday is Friday
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| In the place I reside I keep that iron cause them goons gonna be lurking
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| Keep my dough spot popping in my
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| Put me on a licking anybody move I’m a murk them knock them off their shoes and
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| get their ass to
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| That’s for certain bitch
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| You flirting with death if you f*ck of mine
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| Shit you walk up and take your life in this life of crime
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| In this life of mine I took recent put my life on a line
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| Agents ask me for a statement I decline
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| I’m kicking back feeling good on a Friday
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| And let me know the bullshit get in my way
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| Know that I stay caught in a daze
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze
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| You don’t mess in my heart, things are looking up
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| You can see in my eyes, so you know I’m
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze
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| It’s all they can never
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| Down, deeply rooted in the ground
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| Way I spit it’s so profound, know the sound like some shit you heard before
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| But it ain’t everyone’s a
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| Now but I’m using different paint man
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| I’m using different egg for the story, this is guts this is glory
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| It’s the rush of performing it’s the slut when you’re horny
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| It’s the feeling that you get when you wake up in the morning
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| All that feeling that you get when the sun’s dawning on another day
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| And you ain’t seen your life another way
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| Working at the same job for next to nothing pay
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| Plugging away it’s the dreams trying to hold this shit together
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| While the worst tuck in away, the same sick
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| Struggling it ain’t no fame, one you looking back
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| But f*ck if you ever
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| Try to
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| From that
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| So why you see it like a vintage car
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| You put your all in your writing, I once
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| You can rise
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| You talk about it with your friends as a symbol of a hard work
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| This is all of me sewing there looking that doing lenses
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| It’s probably right
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| And my voice is so committed
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| I’m kicking back feeling good on a Friday
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| And let me know the bullshit get in my way
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| Know that I stay caught in a daze
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze
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| You don’t mess in my heart, things are looking up
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| You can see in my eyes, so you know I’m
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| Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze |