| Walking round your city this morning like
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| ‘who ever thought I’d make it out here?'
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| In fact, who ever thought I’d be back?
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| All from just putting my thoughts over a track
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| Every visit is the chance of a lifetime
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| No hits but still I touch all the bases
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| Grind hard like a designated runner
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| Still bad with names but I don’t forget faces
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| From the port, to the street, to the shops
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| To the stage, to the staff to the crowd
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| Take a picture it’ll last longer
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| But a thousand word song pixelates much stronger
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| Whoever said love don’t pay the bills musta never made art for a living
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| I’m living as a kidnapped hostage on the land of a wiped out tribe
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| But even still every day is thanks giving
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| Warm currents
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| Killing time online in the afternoon
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| Shooting the shit with some complete strangers
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| ITunes listening back to my own shit
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| Old young shit to brand new grown shit
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| Checking in with the fam like I’ll be right back
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| It’s good to be home. |
| It’s good to be missed, for real
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| It’s good to be missed away from your home, indeed
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| Not everybody gets down like this
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| Its good to be loved, it’s good to be kissed
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| By the sun on every time zone of the Earth
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| If she don’t see that he wasn’t doing it right
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| Having said that what we doing tonight
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| And I confess, we just looking for a way to release that stress
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| For double meanings you could blame that dress
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| But I digress. |
| I’m eating off of food for thought
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| Neither of us should ever settle for less
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| It’s warm currents
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| Yeah
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| Looking around at this crowd tonight thinking
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| This about to be the greatest show ever
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| 5, 50, 500, 5000. You will not forget tonight
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| Nope
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| Never
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| This ain’t a concert, it’s a commencement
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| Congratulations on your graduation
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| You are all now J-Live alumni
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| Throw your hands in the air it’s a celebration
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| Everybody up in here with your hands up
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| A little higher if you down for whatever
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| All the single ladies in the house
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| By the end of this show now we go together
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| I’m just playin' unless ya gon' do it
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| Shit, don’t knock it until you been through it
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| I got my eye on one in the front
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| If she front it won’t be a deterrent to none of these warm currents |