| When the bell tolls and the chunker sings you would probably think that it’s
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| over…
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| But the bell tolled and the chunker sang, and we dumped the pig in the ocean…
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| Cuz we-
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| LIVE LIFE, do it til' we dead
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| Runnin' out of lives so we hit the Reset like…
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| Dark thoughts, Grey Skies…
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| Hit a little button everything will be alright like…
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| With the games that we play and the buttons that we press
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| We be moving just to level up, never impressed
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| With the past win column or the days we got em'
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| What you done for me lately is the phrase they follow
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| But hey- reminisce- ignorance is never bliss
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| Neither’s leaning on achievement’s we ain’t' seen in a minute
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| So go- pat backs, high fives, dap daps
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| Find a balance with your ego cuz' that needle gon' scratch
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| Cuz' hey- every party stops, even if the party rocked
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| Leaving Hans Solo on the quest for the bodyrock
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| --no biggie but I’m fiendin' for the private stock
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| Red and black lumberjack blunts getting fired up
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| Til' we tired out, liquor store dried out
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| — we thought we hit a homerun but we lined out
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| We chalk it up to the glitches in the system
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| I be hitting reset just to freshen up the pixels
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| Batteries included, exclusions don’t apply
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| So we power up the movement like a mushroom from the sky
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| — get a life, wish it were that easy
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| Disbelief is just a symptom so suspend it like Luigi
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| — and hey keep your shirt on you’ll get some better service then
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| Unless you’re lawless or you’re lucy with a better set
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| -we in the future with the truth to help us settle bets
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| Hindsight’s nothing with a black swan temperment
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| Two tone living in the valley of the grayscale
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| Absolutes refuted from illusions in the payscale
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| We playing catch-up with a bottle full of dayquil
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| And that don’t cut the mustard for the people tryna pay bills
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| --i'll find a clear head somewhere in this vortex
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| — I know there’s something going on up in that forehead
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| -- that chicken coop is stupid crowded with the force fed
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| -- angry bird button pushing rush in for endorphins |