If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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I'm not going away yet they say I'm back
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As if someone had killed me
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I have the new record so I feel reborn
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And if you talk about death, be more specific
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A hero of the scene like in the comics
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I'm out every night with me smokers
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This stuff teaches, I have a thousand concepts
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A thousand concerts, rhymes that close circles in the head
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Cards please, I think you cheat
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Alter ego, skeletons in the closets
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I can't see, take your hands off my face
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I repeated to myself: "Come on, I can do it"
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Look for the moral of the story
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While the cards on the table change
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Nobody counted on that boy
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Now I'm here and those people are far away
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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Nobody wants to be seen for what they are
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And above all for what it is not
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I wonder what I have to do with this rap scene
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Who betrays you at the first opportunity
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The sign: "Do not disturb," I say
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I am already disturbed by my own
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Hard times the label, goodbye
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I did my best ask God
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Lyric rite, myth in the balance, ethyl coma
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To get out of this well you need a little spirit
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Beautiful songs, beautiful people, thank you
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They are all stars, but there is no more space
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The city lights up, people go out
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Adolescence is unique because we grow up
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Music communicates like it does now, see?
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I had a chance, here it is, didn't you believe it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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The third verse I dedicate to you who follow me, understand the artist and the man
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The dynamite that I put inside this sound (Bella raga)
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I made the gold record without a promo
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I do not find peace and you are looking for controversy
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If I talk about my business, people are offended
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How much I like to smoke on Sundays
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So high that you call me and don't take
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Terrible things I have done, I am a sinner
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You too, do not judge me, the Lord will do it
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Yet I take your criticisms like stings
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Either black or white, there are no shades
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Either you do it or you are high, you either go there or you have gone
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That if I can't stand the stage at least fucking, I've tried
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And everyone who wants a platinum
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I am exhausted, ten years that I do not stop for a moment
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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What are you doing, forget it?
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If they tell you, leave it alone
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What are you doing, forget it?
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What are you doing, forget it? |