| Vow to make my reflection proud nigga
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| You should kick rocks and then take the cloud with you
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| If we have a record shot it’s not allowed on silence
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| Don’t talk louder than my preaching giving the crowd scripture
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| Have thoughts of running wild and being profiled with you
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| Then I smile as I if stand in my future child’s picture
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| I was exiled to put it mild
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| Probably caught up in common curveballs
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| Life was profound
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| Used to work at UPS
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| Moving boxes, shoes and watches
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| See my distant future in a vision
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| I ain’t use binoculars
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| In my eyes I seen dollars signs, joy, disappointment
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| African to son of god
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| Every blessing is anointed
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| I can see a prodigy
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| I can see Miletus
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| I can see a see a humble servant-haler
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| I can see in loss
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| Wasn’t taught to be a boss
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| Go to school make your A’s
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| Gt your masters find a job
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| Settle down take a raise
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| Behind the knob there’s a door for decisions you can open
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| Hoping that you pick the right one
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| And quite done, coping with the fact that you picked the wrong one
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| It hit you a like a strong ton of bricks
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| And you can’t fix a shortcut in the long run
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| Your friends who were foes, who didn’t know you were chose
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| You’re a king, you’re a diamond, you’re a comet, you’re a rose
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| You’re a pyramid
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| You appear up in Madrid
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| You appear in the Mid'
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| Life crisis
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| All I see, in the mirror while I smoke
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| To get in the proper headspace
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| In case there’s a test I gotta ace
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| Cause the racist thought I would be dead
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| In jail, or at home with an ankle brace…
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| When I’m top tier from angle spaced
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| Dropped here made a splash in the great lakes
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| Note the gator fashion
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| Players play the game till they fade and crashin'
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| Pray they pass the police to go east
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| Off of eight mile a mile
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| I’ve seen a businessman, they killed em where his trials is
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| See a scientist, an alien, the purest form of savagery
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| The strategy is plain — get on some land an live lavishly
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| I told a nigga crew, sometimes I see a failure
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| Other times I a see a warrior
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| I can see euphoria and
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| Flashbacks of Gloria who said i wouldn’t be shit
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| In my living room a month after my mom’s passed
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| Pops held her back though he fed into her lies
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| Years go I’m still affected
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| I can see it my eyes
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| Like the marijuana leaf that kief by myself
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| In a mirror for a clearer understanding of my health
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| Mentally I can see I was meant to be a threat
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| Its in my eyes I see red when I’m physically upset…
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| Getting lost in my reflection
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| I can see respiration then I see recollection
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| Now I see resurrection
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| I’m a champ I’m a leader I’m a prophet I’m a rebel
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| I’m a dragon, I’m a beast if a stoop to your level
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| On my block I’m a paradox I’m a pandora’s box
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| Filled with rocks couple Glocks
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| Blood money for some stocks
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| I can see an open mic off of 7 mile and 40
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| Used to battle up in Coney
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| They don’t know me
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| Y’all destroy your student body
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| Catch a case and I might have to call a lawyer
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| Just to beat it
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| You don’t see a phoenix?
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| You don’t see my aura?
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| You don’t see a legend
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| You don’t see a glow as its turning as it’s turning
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| Can you see what I see?
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| I can see a passion burning…
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| Like the marijuana leaf that I kief by myself
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| In a mirror for a clearer understanding of my health
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| Mentally I can see I was meant to be a threat
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| Its in my eyes — I see a red one when I’m physically upset
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| Getting lost in my reflection
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| I can see respiration
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| Then I see recollection
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| Now I see resurrection
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| Now I see…
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| Ohhh ohhh ohhhhhhhh
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| Oh whoooa
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| Yeahh yeahhh hey hey hey
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| Yeah
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| Ohhh ohhh ohhhhhhhh… |