| If it ain’t about that life
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| Don’t talk to me about it
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| Ain’t no other way around it
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| I’m after the paper
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| I can’t live without it
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| I work hard, I play hard
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| But I sip slow
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| Watch as the numbers grow
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| I’m making my way
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| To the top of the throne
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| I’ve grown sick of this life
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| So hand me a knife
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| I sip crys, slit wrist
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| Deceased disease, these lazy kids
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| Were born to die
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| No wonder why I can’t survive
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| This way of life
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| Sativa devil diva smoke
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| Slowly creepin' down my throat
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| As I lay in my Givenchy clothes
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| Bloody drippin' on my toes
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| Sacrificial art form
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| We headstrong, no defeat
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| These white leather Raf Simons
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| Sneakers on my feet
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| Got me feeling fly
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| And or otherwise
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| I disguise
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| Take a hit i’m heading to the skies
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| Tunnel vision to these haters
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| Just to survive
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| When I arise from my sleep
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| In a world full of lies
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| Watch it burn and die out
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| See the leaves wither
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| Watch the river dry out
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| These kids cry out
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| Nobody’s listening
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| They fail to keep an eye out
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| Take a flight with me
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| Take a hit and come fly with me
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| Just let it burn |
| As I watch the world turn
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| I’ma let the flame and the filament burn
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| Most of us are too concerned for
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| The things we yearn and the money we earn
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| That we be forgettin' about the beauty of life
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| And the knowledge we learn
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| We put in this world to live and relearn
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| Before the day we return
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| Hear the voice of the voiceless cry out
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| Tears in the eyes may dry out
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| But the spirit can never die out
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| So carry the torch when the lights out
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| We start a revolution to dethrone the king
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| Then spark an evolution for the soul and being
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| Its like the holy matrimony with eternity
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| We cannot avoid the fact that life is too short
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| And death is a certainty
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| We dying to live but we living to die
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| See the minutes and seconds go by
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| With even the wise stilll wondering why
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| We search for the cure only to find that
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| Death is the road to awe
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| Even if our feet stay firm on the ground
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| There’s always a mode to soar
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| Let me demonstrate how to levitate
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| When you put your mind to another state
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| If you could relate to the words I said
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| Then we can affirm that god is great |
| One day we shall return to where we came from
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| Rise from the ashes i’m a phoenix when I flame on
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| Fly high with a view from a bird’s eye
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| See the world through the use of the third eye
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| The truth will set us all free and that’s no lie
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| Throw myself into the flames till I know I
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| All praises due to the most high
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| Burn self = ego death = No «I»
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| Take a flight with me
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| Take a hit and come fly with me
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| Just let it burn |