| Have you had a day, where you didn’t talk to nobody
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| Saw no people, heard no evil, probably
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| Turned your phone off, drove with no destination
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| No navigation, off-road to outer places
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| Past the city limits, become an out-of-towner
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| Not a 9-to-5er, I’m around enough
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| Born a only child, was never lonely
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| Straight from the homie, but don’t lose touch
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| There’s a place where you’ll find alone
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| I keep ridin' tryin' to find it, but time is low
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| 'Ye told me 'Drive Slow'
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| I keep my eyes outside, peeled for the next sign to go
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| There’s a time when you’ll find your soul
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| And time to disregard yellow lines on the road
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| Not sure what’s expected, here come the exit
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| I’ll be back, but for now, who knows…
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| I gotta find my mind, so I roam with nowhere to go
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| (Yeah, I’m on my own)
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| Quick before my brain explodes, I’m out
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| (I'll be back, but for now, who knows…)
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| Stay low, late night, I don’t doze
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| (A different day comes, another one goes)
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| I ain’t searchin' for help, for a hurt empress
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| I need me and myself
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| I found a place, I found a phrase, a sentence
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| Instead of exit, waitin' at the entrance
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| Stay beneath the surface until earth pushes me back
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| Turf is territory, I’m watchin' the map
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| Where I go, who I interact with, though
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| Effects me, and could lead to a trap
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| My life, my life, my life, my options outweigh them
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| Can’t get a plane, got thoughts about AM
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| Say to myself «Use caution, it’s mayhem»
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| Alive on arrival, I’m stayin'
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| It’s called survival, and only strong survive
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| Melle Mel got live and crime never stop payin'
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| There’s a time when you find your lane
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| And time to disregard what the people are sayin'
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| A CA state of mind that I’m in
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| Off on my own shit in Solitary Confinement
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| I gotta find my mind, so I roam with nowhere to go
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| (Yeah, I’m on my own)
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| Quick before my brain explodes, I’m out
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| (I'll be back, but for now, who knows…)
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| Stay low, late night, I don’t doze
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| (A different day comes, another one goes)
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| I ain’t searchin' for help, for a hurt empress
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| I need me and myself
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| «So fuck the bullshit, I’m audi
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| I’m on a mission, cause if I stay I’ll go crazy» |