I don't race, I don't envy, I hate watching someone else's work
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I have my own vision on my ship, a hustle wound up on a plan as a captain
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A player hungry, principled, the kind he would like to have
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An alien story, disappearing into the sea, Sony's vision, go out there will answer you
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You know, building a kingdom is not for five hours or five years
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Lots of work and their lives are not my buss, I don't even look at them as they snapchat
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Seconds, minutes, hours, I have little and I will not give a bit
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From the apartment in a few years to the villa and I will not be the one who solves what the neighbor does
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Focused bastard like shaolin
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Swallow the atmo I lead!
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And watch how I want what a fucking anonymous man says on the net
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Yes, I know, they don't want to think
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Blunt zeros make no difference
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Between arrogance and self-confidence
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The type you set a top target
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That approach is probably too real for them
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They like that mask and costume
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They wanted it straight, and when they got it, half got it in their diapers
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For the hundredth time, I'm doing it for the street
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One hundred, I'm doing it for myself
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Topiary, your world, your team
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Nothing more, then it's powerful
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I want to stand and laugh
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I want to yell like a ruler
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I want to write there in the distance
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Be glad my job |