| Oh, when we’re born now we’re all born angels but some of us are strangled by
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| umbilical cables
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| Yeah some of us get so heavy we’re not even able
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| What I see on tv, I blessed by my cradle
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| Even tho this is low, lyrically this is bo, as I drift through the sky with the
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| ravens and the crows
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| Just want to get my point across to anyone about to cross, the pearly gates
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| await their (???), shifting keys, shifiting crates
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| Mister Who ain’t trying to be preacher, trying to spit my lyrics and maybe
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| they’ll reach ya'
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| Kinda' like a blues bird but I use a computer, kinda' like a new bird with bass
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| and a booster
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| Get up in the morning I don’t hear no rooster, sirens they hearin' I say he’s
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| gonna' shoot her
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| Sorry if you want a melody cuter, but if you listen then you’ll hear in the
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| future
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| Through lightning and rain, break down the walls and unlock these chains
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| I am the only one, everybody raise your hands to the sun Although we don’t know
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| why, most have been trying to touch that sky
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| Somebody left too soon, don’t leave me now, move high like a boon
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| Shark attack, kids with gas, made that lady have heart attack
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| Don’t need a film, just screen the facts, as least as (???) hard (???
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| ) Mars attacks
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| Kid get lippy the feddy said don’t move
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| London city keep it witty then cruise
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| Well look at the facts I’ve sold my track, crowds of birds that fly like bats
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| MC’s shout, DJ’s scratch my tracks
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| Blood’s too sticky and it stains my shoes, Brixton hippie in my face I said move
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| I know, when we’re born that we’re all born angels but some of us were
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| strangled by umbilical cables
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| Yeah some of us get so heavy we’re not even able
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| What I see on tv, I were blessed by my cradle
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| Even tho this is lo', lyrically this is bo', as I drift through the sky with
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| the ravens and the crows
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| Just want to get my point across to anyone about to cross, the pearly gates
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| await their (???), shifting keys, shifiting crates
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| Mister Who ain’t trying to be preacher, trying to spit my lyrics and maybe
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| they’ll reach ya'
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| Kinda' like a blues bird bu' I use a computer, kinda' like a new bird with bass
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| and a booster
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| Get up in the morning I don’t hear no rooster, sirens they hearin' I say he’s
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| gonna' shoot her
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| Sorry if you want a melody cuter, but if you listen then you’ll hear in the
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| future
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| Through lightning and rain, break down the walls and unlock these chains
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| I am the only one, everybody raise your hands to the sun Although we don’t know
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| why, most have been trying to touch that sky
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| Somebody left too soon, don’t leave me now, move high like a boon |