| I learned when I was growin' up
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| Sometimes you, sometimes me
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| Always love
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| Train hard, now my focus up
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| Got it all but ain’t had enough
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| I’m out the shed and the tools brand new
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| Dear mama dropped them jewels that I never ran through
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| The most driven never sat up in the back seat
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| The most forgiven never flagging down a taxi
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| That’s my word if it’s meant to outgrow
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| Like I used to run home to catch the last of my show
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| Some move to the future other’s living it slow
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| Old tunes trying to find where the memories flow
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| You know I try to chase ‘em down no dragon
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| Shit, they shot a Beatle, do people still imagine?
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| I think the world could be a better place
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| No fam but I still set a table and I said it’s grace
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| I think I’ll let you in my life all access
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| Gift and curses, cursive closed captions
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| Misinterpreting the passion
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| Saving face ain’t a game, ain’t a time for retractions
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| I learned one way then front the opposite
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| I learned behind the beat, now I learned on top of it
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| I do go against the grain
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| I do take bigger pictures that don’t fit in the frame
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| Dip the scriber in the inkwell
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| Thoughts sketch a snapshot
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| Vibrant check the detail, now the family eats well
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| Used to cut the mold off bricks for grilled cheese melts
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| Wandering the crumbling castle wondering how the things fell
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| Mansions and lap pools to sleeping on back pews
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| Pictures and statues where roaches and rats moved
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| Faithfully I’ve seen it all alive, and I’m grateful
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| With Curtis Mayfield singing «Just be Thankful»
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| Slapping loud out a glasshouse, pearl enamel tooth color
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| Seasoned old cats then the ragtop, roof covered
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| Nodded and they nodded back, respect acknowledged
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| Got a fine arts degree plus the streets are a college
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| California campus, I’ve studied abroad
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| Bloodied the canvas, pondering atlas, «what if he shrugged?»
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| The rich lady asked, «what if we thug?»
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| Humanity said «I'm feeling drowsy what is the drug?»
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| Wake the team up, never alone but on my own two
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| Held the elevator, check the levels that we’ve grown through
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| Philanthropic maybe cause I did my dirt
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| There, I’m haunted, honestly I never fronted all is all I ever wanted
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| Keep an eye on hustlers, watch out for the schemers
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| No more kid gloves for the dreamers
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| Awake trying to live dreams physically, energy is extreme
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| Lessons of infinity are vivid on the big screen |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bigger Picture, artist - Dilated Peoples. Album song Directors Of Photography, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп