| «In a matter, of a moment lost till the end of time
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| It’s the evening of another day and the end of mine»
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| They counted me dead and finished
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| Though I never reached my limits
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| Alcohol and strange women
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| Soon it gave me tunnel vision
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| Sun will glisten in time
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| Humble listen for a sign
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| His baby mother on his mind
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| Stressing him for every dime
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| Filed divorced, while in court
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| She smiled across, wildest thoughts
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| Child support, now I lost
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| And I’m like «DAMN, why recourse»
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| Meanwhile no deal, cold meals
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| Flow still, it’s so real
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| «Now the starlight which has found me lost for a million years
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| Tries to linger as it fills my eyes till it disappears»
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| Now I got my mojo back
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| Listen how I flow on tracks
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| Priest when opposed to rap
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| I could never be a poster cat
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| Blind faith lost my way
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| Many times, I often pray
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| Walking near where coffins lay
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| Names on them crossing graves
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| Or outlined in chalk on pave
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| Or an entrance to a court from a cage
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| The highway speeding like
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| I’m riding a Ducati bike
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| Finally I can see his light
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| Flying through a neon night
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| I could see beyond sight
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| Like Stevie on them keys of life
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| Playing for my freedom right
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| Esau called 'em Edomites
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| It’s rare what you perceive as white
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| Dreads crush there weed in pipes
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| The head for the meteorite
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| It was you that gave me power
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| My first baby shower till I’m pushing up daisy flowers
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| Pull ups for eighty hours
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| Running to the mountain top
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| Like the man on the balcony shot
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| Know it was planned before Malcolm dropped
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| He stand before them cameras pop
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| While his wife and family watch
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| Hatred of a man pray this cancer will stop
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| «In a matter, of a moment lost till the end of time
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| It’s the evening of another day and the end of mine»
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| «Now the starlight which has found me lost for a million years
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| Tries to linger as it fills my eyes till it disappears» |