| Take my hand I’ll show you where we play.
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| Where rules are bad, this is our getaway.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The future is now, go ahead and get loud.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The new kids around, cause this is our town
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| (our town, our town)
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| Welcome to the buttom of the map,
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| Where we’re young and be hungry these kids
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| don’t play.
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| In a rock-back city that I come from,
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| ATL where I was born and raise
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| And a talk that talks is a walk that walks that I
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| thought to regard and get pain.
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| Stood wild freestyles in the playground,
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| Blowing up that mad girl sitting my way.
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| So, hey.
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| What do you know about a young man
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| with the plan to tune in like a new way through
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| but can never be off to be retuned in to his
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| way?
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| Still breaking records into a new place.
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| Can’t touch what you can’t see, but this new
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| kid, we.
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| We got a fresh mate class that is kind of
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| backwards
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| cause I’m teaching half of his headmasters,
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| new things.
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| Never extra credit.
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| Like one of them I get on the mic.
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| Can’t get it.
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| But read that inspirational sound on the back,
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| it says the sky’s the limit.
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| School’s now week session for your first
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| lesson,
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| talk is cheap, but pick that pen and scribble
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| out your thoughts till your fingers bleed.
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| Take my hand I’ll show you where we play.
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| Where rules are bad, this is our getaway.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The future is now, go ahead and get loud.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The new kids around, cause this is our town
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| (our town, our town)
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| This is what I live for, fight for.
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| Wrap these songs I write for.
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| We get loved and criticized for.
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| But when imma keep looking at my title,
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| cause ain’t nobody can say that you can’t never
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| have harder regrets,
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| and keep believing and work harder every day,
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| the thins is that when we get far and graduate.
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| We het a vision in out heads and run away,
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| to a place where we’re safe and we can create.
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| When there ain’t time for any hate and a take-
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| away
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| from what we’re trying to do is to keep your
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| head straight.
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| Cause you can do it, if you put your mind to
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| it,
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| and never let another let up a little put your
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| dume,
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| when nobody else’s around because they would
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| hit you up
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| but you want your way to win it
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| but you keep critiquing your beautiful sound.
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| The new kids, that fresh one class, them
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| prospects with attitude.
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| We world-changers, earth-shakers you don’t
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| understand no magnitude.
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| What it really is, brilliant, with technology, on
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| the cutting edge.
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| It’ll be coming at you full stream ahead
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| but I’m looking back at my under stretch like
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| Take my hand I’ll show you where we play.
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| Where rules are bad, this is our getaway.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The future is now, go ahead and get loud.
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| We’re screaming Yeah!
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| The new kids around, cause this is our town
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| (our town, our town)
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| Yeah
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| MB
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| Let it run. |