| I try to tell 'em don’t dare comin' round
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| Try to keep your head above the cloud, tell 'em, tell 'em
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| I try to tell 'em
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| Tell 'em, tell 'em
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| Yeah
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| What up, Eso?
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| What’s good, my g? |
| Yeah
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| Locksmith (Ah yeah)
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| Thoughts of a man trickle down to his heart, wisdom is revenue (Why?)
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| Hindsight is your insecurities residue
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| Every last mistake that I made became a larger brigade
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| Of inner demons that seep in and try to leverage you (Uh)
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| Pick apart the part you partially criticise (Yeah)
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| Try to look beneath the skin from deep in and empathise
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| If you ever cast a stone from a egotistical throne (Yeah)
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| You just build yourself up to fall harder in peoples eyes
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| So it’s lies to the public as they shove it down our psyche
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| That’s most likely the product of being caught up as martyrs (Uh)
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| People think that 'cause most of us are just martyrs
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| But really it’s just a foster we follow to bring in dollars (Yeah!)
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| Docile or hostile, no matter if you winning, you locked out (Uh)
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| They try to pretend if you listen to them that you better not now
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| I stockpile the hate and I use it as motivation (Yeah)
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| No way that I’m stoppin' now, the future is what I’m facin'
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| This is where I feel free, it’s where I shape shift
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| With the understanding that this life is what you make it
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| Face it, if you get that chance you gotta take it
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| Turn that nothing into something, watch 'em all go ape shit
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| Yeah, yeah, this life is what you make it
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| How you think I built this spaceship?
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| There’s more to life than money, honey, life is something sacred
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| Turn that nothing into something, that’s what I call greatness
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| Yo, you see The Matrix? |
| That ain’t in Macka’s mind
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| 'Cause I can shape shift into a dragonfly
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| Or a crayfish, into a samurai
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| Then drive my spaceships right through their satellites
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| I painted this blindfolded on a mountain top
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| In a free state, I freeze frame water fountain drops
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| And my soul, that part of me’s not for sale
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| But to give to you I’d swim through the arteries of a whale
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| I’d surf Hell’s flames to save you from it’s grips
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| Then return home with burning sails on my ship
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| And a glimmer in my eye that says I’m not even human
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| People dying for a cubic when there’s diamonds in the music, shit
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| (Yes Lord!) On this mic I’m a cinema
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| I paint new dimensions in the mind of the listener
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| Livin' in the one dream swimmin' in these sunbeams
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| Mediating while I listen to my son breathe
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| This is where I feel free, it’s where I shape shift
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| With the understanding that this life is what you make it
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| Face it, if you get that chance you gotta take it
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| Turn that nothing into something, watch 'em all go ape shit
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| Yeah, yeah, this life is what you make it
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| How you think I built this spaceship?
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| There’s more to life than money, honey, life is something sacred
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| Turn that nothing into something, that’s what I call greatness
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| Uh
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| I ain’t watchin' they moves, I move the game, break rules, who’s to say
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| Paid dues, make room or choose your fate
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| I forgave you for foolish ways
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| You callin' Babe Ruth to the plate, I’m Frank Dukes in the comité
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| Blood sport, call me sensei
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| Smokin' on g that smell like Pepé, the crystal lechette
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| Cuchillo
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| Vegan breakfast, she fed me
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| Chakras align like
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| Mix the acid dose, Alice nosediving down the rabbit hole
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| Hack the firewall, crack the code
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| Pack a bowl in a Saturn that I stole
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| Drivin' backwards down Abbey Road, smoke and mirrors
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| Life’s a magic show, negative thoughts where the cancer grows
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| God bless the soul that I haven’t sold
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| Follow yellow bricks, this the path I chose
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| Dorothy ain’t in Kansas though, my head is spinnin' while the planet slows
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| High as hell, gold on my neck like I’m Michael Phelps
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| My dream survived, I’m alive and well
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| My inner light can make sun fire melt
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| Wearin' a Saturn ring halo after I hang myself with Orion’s belt
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| This is where I feel free, it’s where I shape shift
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| With the understanding that this life is what you make it
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| Face it, if you get that chance you gotta take it
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| Turn that nothing into something, watch 'em all go ape shit
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| Yeah, yeah, this life is what you make it
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| How you think I built this spaceship?
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| There’s more to life than money, honey, life is something sacred
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| Turn that nothing into something, that’s what I call greatness
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| & Esoterik]
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| I try to tell 'em keep your head up
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| I try to tell 'em keep your head—head up
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| I try to tell 'em keep your head up
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| I try to tell 'em for real
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| for real
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| comin' round
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| tell 'em, tell 'em
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| Yeah, man
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| I know those dark times get you down
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| I know when those clouds come around your smile goes to frown
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| But don’t get stuck in that same place
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| You need to be sunshine on a rainy day |