| We’re gonna do a song, you never heard before, or maybe you have
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| Regardless I want chy’all to make some noise now, yeah
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| This is the joyful rebellion, yeah, check it out
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| Yo, ring the alarm, I’m ready to drop the bomb, yeah
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| I’m not a muslim but I’ll still say salaam
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| This is the calm before the storm, but is it righteous
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| Can I write the songs to make the world sing
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| She’s slim, with a rude gal demeanor
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| Happy to meet ch’ya miss argentina vibe-dobaleaner
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| Picking my crown, to hold me down
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| I took it back, now he’s crying the tears of the clown
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| I slayed goliath with the mic in my hand
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| But I still make’em jam on american band stand
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| A fool proof plan, but is it calculated
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| Can’t be violated or even be imitated
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| It’s highly anticipated like spaceships interfering
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| And if it’s not true it’s nice to beleive
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| In a return of original man, to slay the beef of the land
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| I’m dumbing it down, so clap your hands |