| I never thought that we would ever get this way
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| I never thought that we would ever see this day
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| Of the billion people that could’ve took your place
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| You found your way, somehow someway
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| I still remember the first time I heard it, at least in a sense
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| not one particular occasion but a series of events
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| That somehow, in the long run, guided my way
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| since the very first time,???
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| And then I knew I’d never leave it,
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| keep it beneath the surface
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| hidden in my decisions, I’m certain I found my purpose
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| So I became a soul searching individual
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| my main focus in life was really quite spiritual
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| But it was music that opened up my eyes
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| a sound so profound like a voice in the sky
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| Speaking in ways, amazed at this message inside
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| over time I realized that those voices were mine
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| And there was something alive,
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| but couldn’t quite get it right
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| something in the vibe of my soul I just didn’t like
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| I spit it tight at times at other times my rhymes felt wrong
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| until I found you my one perfect song
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| Beat and words and melodies combined
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| inside the thought of you makes a perfect rhyme
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| feel the love in mine.
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| I never thought that we would ever get this way
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| I never thought that we would ever see this day
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| Of the billion people that could’ve took your place
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| You found your way, somehow someway
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| and I remember, when they use to ask me
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| what you want to be when you grow out of your acme?
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| lawyer, doctor or maybe an athlete?
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| PhD? |
| Masters? |
| live forever happily? |
| Well.
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| «I never thought that we would ever get this way»
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| from b.s.'n professions on resumes
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| to using textbooks as pillows to rest my brain
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| plus, entertained me when class was lengthy
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| plenty you brought me when kids did mock me
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| saying, «Kero's a nerd, straight introvert»
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| now irony’s eying me all over the earth
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| reciting my words from third worlds to suburbs
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| country sides where the vibe’s preferred
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| to big city living where the pace is absurd
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| traveling places, I never ever thought I’d see
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| who would have thought you’d be
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| a part of my life the two of us you and me
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| I never thought that we would ever get this way
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| I never thought that we would ever see this day
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| Of the billion people that could’ve took your place
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| You found your way, somehow someway
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| Sometimes I wonder about our future and all
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| We find ourselves fighting, when monies involved
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| I wish it were care free like when we were small
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| Enjoying your company comfortably without faults
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| But those bills keep punching me, constantly
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| Knocking my wind, caught in a pinch, haunting me
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| So I had to prostitute you
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| You stood strong, Game face on I salute you
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| But look what happened, clients refused to
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| Pay for your play and this way they got use to
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| But it was good promoting your ass though
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| They saw you had curves while it hurt our cash flow
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| A starving artist with your heart in my lasso
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| Free ninety nine or a dime we’ll last yo
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| You stuck around even when I was asshole
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| I gave you my all, ‘cause you were so special
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| Massage you melodies without getting sexual
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| No need to cuss at ya, I keep it professional
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| Check my decibels, no need to yell
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| Spit it smooth, it ain’t hard to tell.
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| I never thought that we would ever get this way
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| I never thought that we would ever see this day
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| Of the billion people that could’ve took your place
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| You found your way, somehow someway |