| My heart thump
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| Not from being nervous
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| Sometimes I’m thinking God
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| Made me special here on purpose
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| So all the while, 'til I’m gone
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| Make my words important
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| So if I slip away, if I die today
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| The last thing you remember won’t be
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| About some apple bottom jeans
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| With the boots with the fur
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| Maybe how I dream of being free since my birth
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| Cursed, but the demons I confronted would disperse
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| Have you ever heard of some shit so real
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| Beyond, from the heart, from the soul, you can feel
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| But please don’t cry
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| Just know that I have made these songs for you
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| 'Cause I’m ready for the funeral
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| My mind runs
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| I could never catch it
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| Even if I got a head start
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| God please help me
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| I am feeling so alone, wait
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| I don’t need to worry
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| 'Cause I know the world’ll feel this, nigga
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| Blessing in disguise, but
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| I am not hiding who I am, open your eyes, bruh
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| If I ever met you, I appreciate the love, yo
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| Girls that I dated, it’s okay, I am not mad, yo
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| Unless you stabbed me in the heart, no love ho
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| The shit is so ill
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| Play it back from the top if you recognize real
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| But please don’t cry
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| Just know that I have made these songs for you
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| 'Cause I’m ready for the funeral
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| But please don’t cry
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| Just know that I have made these songs for you
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| And if I die before I wake
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| I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
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| 'Cause I’m ready for the funeral
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| I’m ready for that
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| I’m ready for the funeral, hey-hey
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| I’m ready for the funeral, hey
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| I’m ready for the funeral
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| Hey, I’m ready for it
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| I’m ready for it
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| I’m ready for the funeral |