| Your eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
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| Your eyes
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| And they will shine
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| Girl what is your name cause I cannot remember
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| I guess it’s just cause that boy Max
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| Got them shows back to back 'til December
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| And then it’s right back to Chicago
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| I swear it can’t get any realer
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| Than standing on the porch outside southside
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| With a bunch of gorillas
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| Midwest kid, R.I.P. |
| to J. Dilla
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| Room with the blinds closed
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| See the vision so clear with my eyes closed
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| And my next girlfriend gon' be a model
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| So at least when she’s acting, I know that she’s acting
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| It’s nothing to me, that’s the motto
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| She wanna go 105 sipping bottles
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| Girl I told you a thousand times, I do not drink
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| Why you sipping that liq' in my auto-
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| Mobile, my bill done spiked up
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| From all that roaming in Rome
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| Next time leave my phone at home
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| My passport tatted
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| It’s never getting employed on my soul
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| Annoyed, girl, you gotta go
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| I catch a ride to my show
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| I don’t why you showed up, showed up
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| And they don’t wanna see you rise
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| But they just wanna watch you fall
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| So go ahead and close your eyes |
| Cause none of this is real at all
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| Still don’t think life’s real
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| So how am I living
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| I mean, I guess that’s how I feel, (for real)
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| I gotta deal with it
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| I turn down the deal
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| And still get a percentage
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| My girlfriend just told me I don’t have no feelings
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| Grandmother died right in front of my eyes
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| Hear what you say, but I just cannot feel it, and
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| I been in and out the city for a minute
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| Gotta bring back more than a pendant
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| It don’t mean much
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| If everything that you work for
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| Can get snatched in an instant, I meant it
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| Stocks and bonds, and word is bond
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| Like I just put it on my Mama’s Mom
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| You comical, you characters, you Comic-Con
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| You starve around the clock, boy that’s Ramadan
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| And I still got homies that owe me one
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| But them boys got cases, them open ones
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| But they’re still down to ride like—
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| Obi-Wan, Kenobi, huh
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| They know that he the chosen one
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| But if I die
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| Before I awaken
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| I’m praising the Lord and I’m rebuking Satan
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| Like everything changes
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| Cause everything changes
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| And they don’t wanna see you rise |
| But they just wanna watch you fall
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| So go ahead and close your eyes
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| Cause none of this is real at all
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| Your eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
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| Your eyes
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| And they will shine |