| Fly high for the low times, can I
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| Can I reminisce on what it was
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| Been up, been down, been out, I know
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it
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| We do much more than most
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| You ain’t gotta tell me, I know
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| Same old to make 'em remember
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| Still stuck on the flows and the rhythm
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| Get 'em out the way of my vision
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| Can’t take the spot that I sit in
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| Either way it goes, I gotta elevate
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| I gotta stay the course of my mission
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| In tune with the low tones
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| No place we can call home
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| Running on this long road
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| Tryna find which way to go
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| Looking in to find the light
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| To avoid a nearer sight
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| Tryna broaden my perspective
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| To make sure my future bright
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| Fly high for the low times, can I
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| Can I reminisce on what it was
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| Been up, been down, been out, I know
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it
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| Had to get adjusted and accustomed
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| To find my niche so I could function
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| All in due time I’ll turn to something
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| I can’t be down for all eternity
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| From the ground my shit was cultivated
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| Renovated, renegaded, demonstrated
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| Painting pictures they penetrated
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| Let 'em get a view of this rare greatness
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| I’m the one that broke out the matrix
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| I’m the one that broke through the pavement
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| I’m the one that stood true to it, not new to it,
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| Living and feeling alive, feeling like niggas immortal
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| Feeling like I’ll live forever
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| Feeling like it’s got to get better, yeah
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| Fly high for the low times, can I
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| Can I reminisce on what it was
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| Been up, been down, been out, I know
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it all, all
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| Can I tell you that we’ve seen it |