| '81 was the year shit hit the fan in a major way
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| A sad day for aspiring artists
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| Almost 20 years after the fact I’m still on my hustle
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| Diggin' graves for an aspiring artists
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| Pushing daises up
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| And never compromise the arts to make a crowd clap
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| Shit on since the first show
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| But we turned feces to fertilizer
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| So when you diss it’s just food for the flowers to grow
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| Sold 15 plus out of backpacks, no trunks
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| Too young to drive
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| Put live hip hop in the ears of upstate kids
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| That thought rap was past tense, hence the last name
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| Got name for playing basements and such and making songs that our friends loved
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| And when the fish bowl got too small to hold the goldfish
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| We filled our gills with water and ripped that mother fucker like
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| So take a step back
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| And a breath in
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| Let it out now
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| Put your chin up
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| You can do it tiger
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| You a man now
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| And in your dream it’s time to do the best you can now
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| We break ourselves down
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| And build ourselves up in disappointment
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| How fragile we are
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| So fragile we are, we just don’t show it
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| We’ll shake up this town
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| And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
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| So sexy we are
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| So sexy we are, we just don’t know it
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| This is what you wanted right?
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| How many nights were spent pouring out your guts dummy?
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| How many punishments endured for fucking up in school?
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| How many teachers proved wrong by writing songs instead?
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| (My point exactly)
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| But you knew you had a spark, did you?
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| Something producin' to the dreams your pop’s dreams lent you
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| Stay focused when nothing seemed to make sense
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| Stealing verses with that Cassius Clay confidence
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| Sometimes you stubborn as shit, that’s the McCoy in you
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| You learn to be a man without losing the boy in you
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| (Just do your thing man)
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| So take a step back
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| And a breath in
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| Let it out now
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| Put your chin up
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| You can do it tiger
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| You a man now
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| And in your dream it’s time to do the best you can now
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| So take a step back
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| And a breath in
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| Let it out now
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| Put your chin up
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| You can do it tiger
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| You a man now
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| And in your dream it’s time to do the best you can now
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| We break ourselves down
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| And build ourselves up in disappointment
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| How fragile we are
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| So fragile we are, we just don’t show it
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| We’ll shake up this town
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| And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
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| So sexy we are
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| So sexy we are, we just don’t know it
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| We break ourselves down
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| And build ourselves up in disappointment
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| How fragile we are
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| So fragile we are, we just don’t show it
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| We’ll shake up this town
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| And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
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| So sexy we are
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| So sexy we are, we just don’t know it
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| So take a step back
|
| And a breath in
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| Let it out now
|
| Put your chin up
|
| You can do it tiger
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| You a man now
|
| And in your dream it’s time to do the best you can now
|
| We break ourselves down
|
| And build ourselves up in disappointment
|
| How fragile we are
|
| So fragile we are, we just don’t show it
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| We’ll shake up this town
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| And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
|
| So sexy we are
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| So sexy we are, we just don’t know it
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| We break ourselves down
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| And build ourselves up in disappointment
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| How fragile we are
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| So fragile we are, we just don’t show it
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| We’ll shake up this town
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| And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment |