| Now, I’ve got so much life left to live
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| But they never gonna cuff my wrist
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| I exist but Not like this
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| Gimme space and bit of the bass to save face
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| Placate to the middle and break it make haste
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| This Ain’t what it might been take the same pace
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| And we mighta been an overnight
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| Success story but no more stress for me
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| I’mma keep paddling up no matter what get ur ladder up and let’s get glory
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| Why how glorious then again we notorious for penning them cryptic choruses
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| those underground warriors
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| Strange my world has been deranged
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| Every obstacle I claim leaves another to remain
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| Switch it up and get another one
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| Problem problem
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| Sending me another and I solve em solve em
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| Bread and butter lovers get a calling calling
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| Chase that dream do it often often
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| Ok, let me know the reason and I’m down to ride
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| Ok, never been a season that I stayed inside
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| Ok, I’m ready for the pride i’ll be diving blind
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| Turn the tides enjoy the ride even when you feel the hurt inside
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| Swimming up swimming up they got me swimming upstream
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| Swimming up swimming up they got me swimming upstream
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| Oh no no
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| They got me
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| Swimming up swimming up they got me swimming upstream
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| Stroke stroke stroke
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| Im a veteran of war been gone so long I don’t feel home no more
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| I don’t even tend to remember last nights fight I was drunk by the time you
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| called
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| Work for applause, livin in Oz, different city everytime I hit the alarm
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| No days off for the wicked so we hop in a time machine and we gone
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| Stealin time, makin mine
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| Makin history with every line, They all pissed but im feelin fine
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| I ain’t no pop pills for this ride. |
| Right?
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| If you disconnected im right there witcha
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| Pawn takes knight queen takes bishop
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| On a expedition on a endless mission
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| All I see’s apparitions
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| Visions of gods 5 star generals with they charms
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| So im wiring up all these bombs
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| Just to send em out to these blogs
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| But I got so much to learn so much to let go
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| That’s where this road has to come mean more
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| Fuck what they think let me sink deep in sleep to count sheep’s feet on my lawn
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| Ain’t gone pace myself again, ain’t gone race all these rats
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| Ain’t gone lose myself in this, im in a strangers land
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| Everynight we double fist incase it all collapse
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| I think im swimming with sharks betta watch my back |