| Two, three, four
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| Ohhh-oh-ohh
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| Oh, since I was young, been grooving to my own drum
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| Ain’t that many teachers show me my potential
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| Felt like a failure, Mama said, «You know better»
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| Future in my hands, God, she had a plan
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| Stronger than I know, soon I’d understand
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| The power I possess, the story of the Chosen
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| Oh, since I was young, been grooving to my own drum
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| Ain’t that many teachers show me my potential
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| Felt like a failure, Mama said, «You know better»
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| Future in my hands, God, she had a plan
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| Stronger than I know, soon I’d understand
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| The power I possess, the story of The Chosen
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| Hmm, hey
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| Hmm, hmm, na-na-na-na-na-nah
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| The story of The Chosen, Rose Golden
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Looking where we’re at
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| How did we make it through this level all in one piece?
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| Hmm, oh, oh
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| Oh, where them friends now? |
| I don’t see 'em
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| And if I do, I don’t sense the truth in 'em
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| Distancing myself while I’m focusing, fo-focusing
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| Don’t pretend to worry bout shit
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| Go through one ear and out the other
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| Better off saying nothing, nigga
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| As I shine on and dream on, our vibes are on
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| Had one trip of a dream back in 2003
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| Who am I? |
| And who will I be? |
| Will I be free?
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| I need a sign, oh I need a sign
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| Oh, since I was young, been grooving to my own drum
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| Ain’t that many teachers show me my potential
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| Felt like a failure, Mama said, «You know better»
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| Future in my hands, God, she had a plan
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| Stronger than I know, soon I’d understand
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| The power I possess, the story of The Chosen
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| Hmm, hey
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| Hmm, hey, na-na-na-na-na-na
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| The story of The Chosen, Rose Golden
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Look at who you are, how could it be?
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| All I ever wanted was to find some inner peace
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| Mmm, oh, oh, oh
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| Where them haters now? |
| I don’t hear 'em
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| (They must be delusional) to think they fucking with me, though
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| I put that on my soul, can’t love, they jealous, so jealous, and some
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| Learning day to day, humans
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| Spread love to all my sisters and brothers, let’s do better
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| Stop judging a nigga because they’re different
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| We’re supposed to groove to our own tune
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| So woke from that one tripped out dream back in 2003
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| (Oh, who am I?)
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| And who do I see, baby?
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| The stars will align, the stars will align
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| Oh, since I was young, been groovin' to my own drum
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| Ain’t that many teachers show me my potential
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| Felt like a failure, Mama said, «You know better»
|
| Future in my hands, God, she had a plan
|
| Stronger than I know, soon I’d understand
|
| The power I possess, the story of The Chosen
|
| Oh, since I was young, been grooving to my own drum
|
| Ain’t that many teachers show me my potential
|
| Felt like a failure, Mama said, «You know better»
|
| Future in my hands, God, she had a plan
|
| Stronger than I know, soon I’d understand
|
| The power I possess, the story of The Chosen
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| Hmm, hey
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| Hmm, hey, na-na-na-na-na-nah
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| The story of The Chosen, Rose Golden
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| Hmm, na-na-na-na-na-nah
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| The story of The Chosen |