| My hands are sweaty, my arm is numb from typing
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| Even though my legs were broken, I ran to you and stayed in the race
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| Here's the proof, this album is from the thick book
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| Even if I was seventy years old, he would still play on the broken pickup
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| It's not always strong, it's the right side, the side I chose
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| Even a little, this time I reaped as much as I planted
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| The lie that I drew is so close to me
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| If you look while rising, the mind will run down!
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| Take a good look, if I go in and out, the face of the place hangs
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| When I press it, my voice contracts in your ear, your hand, your face
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| Hear the truth and be sad 'cause now it's my chapter
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| I took a few billion breaths in and hit the record
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| Look behind me if you want to see those before me
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| Live your life too if you want to write rap
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| If you want to add value, don't look like me
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| Because really wanting hurts one's mind.
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| Summer
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| Waking up in the night
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| Summer
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| wandering around the street
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| Summer
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| ashamed of what happened
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| Summer
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| Erase believe and write again
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| Stay away from me at least half way
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| There is no difference today, I was a little devastated from before
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| Some think it's cruel, most of them admire me
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| Feast to you on the day my voice was cut off
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| There's no way out of giving to take time
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| There's no way out of erasing when typing
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| There's really no time to see
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| There's no way out of time to start and finish
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| I also want it to look like everything I want
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| Whips my back like your friend tongue wants
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| The movie everyone plays rap is missing today
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| However, it should have been full already, even the extreme corners
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| My departure comes, as I come to myself
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| I rise slowly the more I get to the bottom
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| Shout and call without stopping, my ears can't hear my name
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| I forgot it's gone because the cowardly faces |