| Say something
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| Nowadays I’m all ears
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| Screaming out over the speakers
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| Breaking eggs with no fear
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| Made a name as a stranger that painted his pain on a mirror
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| Stared straight into the eyes of it and faced it for years
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| Like (ayyyyyyy!) I feel I caved a lot of principles
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| Emptied a drinking problem in a melting pot of little girls
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| Like huh, at least I’m honest in my music
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| Hard to be confident talking 'bout my losses and bruises
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| But break it down how I know it would never let it control me
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| Exploded emotions out of my broken soul is important
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| So, groove with it
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| I gotta lotta time to brew in it
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| 22 stitches young buck payin' dues, Listen!
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| I got a itch in my system thats fixin' to stick to the rhythm explicit of when
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| I’m livin''it
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| With words I can touch the sky in its face, open up wide, let go with the power
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| to fly away, go-
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| I refuse to stay
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| In the middle while I sacrifice my fate
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| Baby I’m gonna fly
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| I’m gonna fly away x2
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| (yeah yeah)
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| I hold my culture on the table to see
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| (eh eh)
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| Been told that the truth will set you free
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| Yeah come on, yo
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| I brought loose of the change just to put a solid fist up
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| To drip though the distance to whither the prison
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| Within this I’m alive
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| And I surprised a couple of people
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| Been stuck in the slums of the past without a vision to reach to
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| And thank God for the music
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| And gettin' addicted to it
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| For killin' the shit constrictin' me to grip to its uses
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| I’ve been down
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| And thats the single reason that I get up
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| Its the love of my life the motivation when I get stuck
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| Stop, and open up your eyes for a second
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| You wanna see life’s limits you should try and dissect it
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| Never knew about the power that could line a sentence
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| 'till I implied it inside of the part of the mind that invented
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| Like (microphone screetch)
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| And I don’t need to try to be different
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| I’m fine with the life that resides inside the bars of the written
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| Because with words I can touch the sky in its face, open up wide let go with
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| the power to fly away, go-
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| I refuse to stay
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| In the middle while I sacrifice my fate
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| Baby I’m gonna fly
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| I’m gonna fly away x2
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| (yeah yeah)
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| Yeah thats right!
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| HA HA HA |