| Open your eyes to what you love to hate
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| You’re up in the sky but you ain’t flying straight
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| Where do I go when I can’t go home?
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| 'Cause you sold it, and you lost yourself in you are just no more
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| Take every piece, every piece of me
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| Whatever you need, my mind is changing
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| And I can’t hide, no, but you know where I’ll be
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| Mother
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| And I know
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| I said I didn’t need it, I said I wasn’t built for it
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| But now that I can see it, damn right I’m really made for this
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| Chasing the sky, trying to fly
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| And now I see
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| Just why it had to be so hard for me
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| You’ll hear my roar, they’ll feel your legacy
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| Fear of the sky, no choice but to fly, so high, so high, so high
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| Blood is supposed to be thicker than water is
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| Nowadays we can’t even stomach the thought of it
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| It’s like we can’t even get along, who right and who in the wrong?
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| Too busy pointing fingers like it’s politics
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| I tell you shut up, you tell me be quiet, too much dysfunction
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| Cut up like we at a riot, kicking and punching
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| Ain’t nobody here to mediate it
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| And you would think that we wasn’t even related
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| Why are we even throwing blows in the first place?
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| We fight at cook outs, picnics and birthdays
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| I tried to give the benefit but in the worst case
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| You keep on talking smack, you end up with a hurt face
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| And we tried everything, now it’s time for plan B
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| If Bloods and Crips can reconcile, why can’t we?
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| I guess I’m ratchet like my mama and my papa
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| I’m chasing the sky and I ain’t talking 'bout the vodka, let’s fly
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| Far from a perfect man
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| The fights and the lies, I guess you’ll never understand
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| A mother and father who wanted for you much more than
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| Life is a slight of hand (if you hate it today)
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| But my love for you, is the one thing that is true
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| Going out alone, and I can’t even trust all the people here inside my home
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| And if you were my brother, then never let it get so wrong
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| That you turn your back on what we were
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| Turn your back on me, on your family, no
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| Said I know
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| I said I didn’t need it, I said I wasn’t built for it
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| But now that I can see it, damn right I’m really made it for this
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| Chasing the sky, trying to fly
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| And now I see
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| Just why you had to be so hard on me
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| You’ll hear my roar they’ll feel your legacy
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| Fear of the sky, no choice but to fly, so high, so high, so high |