| So there ain’t no need to pickapart me
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| Cause what you get ain’t what you see
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| I said a little fucked up, i said a little crazy
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| But there ain’t no need to pickapart me
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| Going down the road nobody gonna go and gonna get in my way
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| Nothing gonna stop old me from finding myself a new day
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| And as long as I don’t hurt no one, I don’t be hurting no one I still say
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| Nothing gonna stop old me from finding myself a new day
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| Oh no, I said and nothing going to stop me or you
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| Hell no… yeh
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| So there ain’t no need to pickapart me
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| Cause what you get ain’t what you see
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| I said a little fucked up, i said a little crazy
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| But there ain’t no need to pickapart me
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| I got four hail marys flying over my head
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| Trying to make me sad everyday
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| Gonna shoot those little motherfuckers down
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| With my positive artillery
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| Cause it doesn’t really matter who you listen to
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| Or who ya gonna go believe
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| I said nothing really stopping me or anybody else
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| From going and a being free
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| Cause it doesn’t really matter who you listen to
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| Or who ya gonna go believe
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| I said nothing really stopping me or anybody else
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| From going and a being free
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| Oh no, Said nothing gonna stop me
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| Or you
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| Hell no
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| No nothing gonna stop me or you
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| Hell no |