| Yo, see have you ever felt like someone out there
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| They may not want the best for you
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| Is it your roommate yo, she be standing next to you
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| Is it your next of kin, well fuck if it is
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| Its a sad world we live in isn’t it
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| We be Martin Luther King telling Kellers
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| Nelson Mandelas, more help from the heavens
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| So understand life is a mirror, see what you don’t like in her and him
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| Thats a lesson and that change you see deep within
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| Until we understand to treat the postman just like he was the Pope and the Pope
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| like the postman, thats when hearts will open
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| Use compassion like it was fashionable before I am the walrus and the car crash
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| will all end it
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| Calling it, the possibility of a world run by an infinite soul like Mother
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| Teresa
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| Instead of friends when you tell them it’s the end you can see them all
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| fighting back the grin thinking cya
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| Don’t blame it on me when its raining on you
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| I said don’t blame it on me, I ain’t a monsoon
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| Cause it feels like I get caught up in your pain, when it feels like I’m just
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| walking in my lane
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| Yo, my life is like a comic book
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| Superman not in the booth, Clarke Kent back in a suit
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| Unrecognisable, I shed light like Edison do or Edison did
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| Where from a sensitive kid to running around, jumping up on a drumkit
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| Look at me now Ma, comfortable up in front of a tent full up a bunch of these
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| beautiful human beings and all can think is thankyou
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| Cause you could see it behind the crippling fear, behind the deer in the
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| headlights
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| Sad when the ones that run the red light to run you down are your friends,
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| you feel that gravity
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| Carry the weight of the world like Mary Magdalene, nah, it’s reality,
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| yep and it’s happening
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| Happy to see me go when I’m just casually over here carrying out my destiny,
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| ain’t a game of chess for me
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| Stab me in the back but then pretend you want the best for me, I ain’t got the
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| energy for enemies so nah
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| Don’t blame it on me when its raining on you
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| I said don’t blame it on me, I ain’t a monsoon
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| Cause it feels like I get caught up in your pain, when it feels like I’m just
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| walking in my lane
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| See I grew up like the rest of them, with a dream
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| But too white to be Michael Jordan, too quiet to be Kurt Cobain
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| And I listen to Jay, to Em, to Jesting?, dangerous thoughts over my head
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| Paul never forget you just a deadbeat look at your friends, how do you think
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| you can begin tryna be king
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| How can you dream, you can be bigger than B.I.G
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| With the crippling rigorous self hate, but thats not me
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| Had to separate myself with the way the world thinks, ahh
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| You’ve got nothing to sell me man, living free but all these friends are trying
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| to compete with me
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| I can’t even see your dreams when I’m standing in my lane then go and blame it
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| on me when it rains
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| Don’t blame it on me when its raining on you
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| I said don’t blame it on me, I ain’t a monsoon
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| Cause it feels like I get caught up in your pain, when it feels like I’m just
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| walking in my lane
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| Don’t blame it on me when its raining on you
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| I said don’t blame it on me, I ain’t a monsoon
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| Cause it feels like I get caught up in your pain, when it feels like I’m just
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| walking in my lane |