| I’m too fucked up, I can’t even tolerate myself
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| Sleep with one eye open, in case they try and move in stealth
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| And my mama’s worried 'bout me, but I ain’t scared to go to hell
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| Only God can judge me, it’s just I, me and myself, yeah
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| It’s just I, me and myself
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| You know that they be crawlin', if they buyin', I’m gon' sell, yeah
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| It’s just I, me and myself
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| Uh, it’s just I, me and myself
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| Long lines on AC Transit, I put that Illmatic CD on
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| Lookin' out the window, at the walls they put graffiti on
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| Passin' by the billboards I knew one day I would see me on
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| But until then, just keep keepin' on
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| Easier said than done, I was the one they kept on sleepin' on
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| Told me keep dreamin' on
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| Back then, I had Girbauds, a 3X tall tee, and a beanie on
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| Who knew that me, myself and I would make it here? |
| That’s crazy
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| A lot of shit has changed since the version I had Bebe on
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| Love my lil' brother, born a day apart and three years
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| Both Gemini twins, everything we been through, we share these tears
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| Every time I look at him, it feel just like I see mirrors
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| Been through thick and thin, and he helped me get through all these fears,
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| for real
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| I’m too fucked up (You know), I can’t even tolerate myself (Love you, bro)
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| Sleep with one eye open, in case they try and move in stealth (Ayy)
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| And my mama’s worried 'bout me, but I ain’t scared to go to hell (I be alright,
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| mama)
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| Only God can judge me, it’s just I, me and myself, yeah (You know)
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| It’s just I, me and myself (Uh)
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| You know that they be crawlin', if they buyin', I’m gon' sell, yeah
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| It’s just I, me and myself
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| Uh, it’s just I, me and myself
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| You know, uh
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| Now it’s just I, me and myself
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| They couldn’t teach me this, I had to learn to like bein' myself
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| Got through that self-doubt, now I’m just fine bein' myself
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| I couldn’t look to them, had to go and find me in myself
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| Well, now I got it though
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| Put 'em skeletons in my closet and told 'em, «Adiós»
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| Let 'em keep the Prada shoes 'cause I was never proud of those
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| Made it through those sloppy joes, made it out them stop and goes
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| Ice cream with the baddest hoes remind me of the rocky roads
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| I took the scenic
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| Crazy to call it crazy 'til they get it, then it’s genius
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| And I might be the rapper, but she payin' for all her features
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| I, me and myself, the only people I believe in
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| You know, yeah
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| I’m too fucked up, I can’t even tolerate myself
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| Sleep with one eye open, in case they try and move in stealth
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| And my mama’s worried 'bout me, but I ain’t scared to go to hell
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| Only God can judge me, it’s just I, me and myself, yeah
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| It’s just I, me and myself
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| You know that they be crawlin', if they buyin', I’m gon' sell, yeah
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| It’s just I, me and myself
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| I love my lil' brother, he remind me of myself
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| I be nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| Uh, it’s just I, me and myself
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| Nasty on my Nas shit, ain’t really hard to tell
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| Love my little brother, it’s just I, me and myself |