| Five nineteen seventy eight, time of birth 11:10pm
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| They named me Adam, 2 weeks late starting the trend
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| Of being 5 minutes late everywhere that I go
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| I swear it’s in my blood; |
| honestly it’s all I know
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| Born in Keene, NH population next to nothing
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| Full of small town people waiting for something, Big
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| To finally happen to make the days pass a easier
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| Going over the border to find dope movie theaters
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| Culture passed by my sleeping suburb
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| Until the early 80's when music changed the world
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| Urban stories forced corny ballads out of the spotlight
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| Wind pants on cardboard every night
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| Little New York, 4 hours north of all the traffic
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| 1986 stuck in a third grade panic
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| Inside when it rained, outside when there was sun
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| In a place like this everybody knows everyone
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| City to town we connect and then build
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| From Keene to Cincinnati to Aurora we filled
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| (?) area code, gave you somewhere to be
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| We’re the G to the L to the U you never forgetting the E
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| (turntablism)
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| In 1987 we moved down south charlotte
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| Culture shock is the only thing you could call it
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| The white backdrop was gone, mixed into color schemes
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| The mixture was the best thing for me to have seen
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| I saw my first beat box on the playground
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| After three fights got respect as the new kid in town
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| Didn’t last long, In 89 we moved back north
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| Back to Keene for the financial and emotional support
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| Needed help back on our feet, dad quit his job
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| He couldn’t handle the dead economy or his racist boss
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| Keene stayed the same and mom found a career
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| We lived in the same apartment until my freshmen year
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| Here the winters suck you in and the radio just sucks
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| Junior high passed by with bad grades and good luck
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| Tough days came and went, parents split ways
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| But it’s all just life at the end of day
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| City to town we connect and then build
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| From Keene to Cincinnati to Aurora we filled
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| (?) area code, gave you somewhere to be
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| We’re the G to the L to the U you never forgetting the E
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| (turntablism)
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| I had to Hustle my way through high school, but I got my diploma
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| Made my parents proud, I was 2 years sober
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| College kids kept me sane, bringing life to the town
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| Every weekend me and Shalem were holding it down
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| Rocking house parties, selling the crowd
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| Cops always broke it up when we got to loud
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| Keene got smaller as our reach extended
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| Started traveling to shows and making connections
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| But we always came back, for family and relationships
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| I loved driving into town from a long road trip
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| To see the streets you’ve ruled since you knew how to run
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| To see the steps of your goals you’ve had since you were young
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| Keene will always be there as my heaven in the trees
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| I’ll always be back in autumn to see the changing of the leaves
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| Born and raised to walk the world, looking for the unknown
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| I figure everywhere I go, is on my way back home
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| City to town we connect and then build
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| From Keene to Cincinnati to Aurora we filled
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| (?) area code, gave you somewhere to be
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| We’re the G to the L to the U to the E
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| City to town we connect and then build
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| From Keene to Cincinnati to Aurora we filled
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| (?) area code, gave you somewhere to be
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| We’re the G to the L to the U to the E |