| I’ve been running away, cause I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna pray
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| Hope the bridges we burnin-in', yeah
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| Light the way for another day
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| I only do it if (I want to)
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| Look in the mirror, do I (want you)?
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| I don’t know. |
| Do you know?
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| Come on mister, (don't lie)
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| What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)?
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| See it’s all about angles
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| Whether I’m checking my watch or I’m hitting my dab
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| You use the same muscles to cough with as you would do to laugh
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| It’s perspective really, the collective is merely suggesting a theory that love
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| is a blessing
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| I’m stressing it really
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| Man y’all don’t hear me, if you’ve never been alone how you know yourself?
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| If you ain’t up on the water how you grow yourself?
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| You should love you so much that you go Marylin Manson and blow yourself
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| It’s some things that you gotta learn that only you can show yourself
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| Getting introspective, it can only go right like you ain’t got no left
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| Like a wack-ass point guard
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| Or a porn star, yeah I’m going hard
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| Young Coinstar
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| I’ve done seen change, trying to turn this shit to dollar bills
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| Touching souls, not just copping feels
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| See myself when I see my friends
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| They make sure that I ain’t lost the real
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| Lost at sea or lost at thought
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| I give a fuck, I ever lost a deal
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| I’m hungry to see me, be me like a nigga lost a mill'
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| I’ve been running away, cause I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna pray
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| Hope the bridges we burnin-in', yeah
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| Light the way for another day
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| I only do it if I want to
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| Look in the mirror, do I want you?
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| I don’t know. |
| Do you know?
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| Come on mister, don’t lie
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| What do you feel when you look into your own eyes?
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| (I am, um) I am absolutely, positively happy
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| Exponential, gratitude for rapping
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| Aptitude for passing dude’s exceptions
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| The vacancy will always be the laughing
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| Cause niggas love a bitch when she’s sarcastic
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| Rihanna is made of feather dust and matches
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| And everybody wants to touch the fire
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| A little bit of love never hurt nobody
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| Y’all in the club while I’m sitting in the attic
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| Thinking bout the plastic, a trip to Malibu
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| Spend a couple racks on racks say hallelu-
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| In the waiting room trying to get to you
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| And who could be the breadwinner? |
| Me
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| And who could cook your next dinner? |
| Me
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| I think not, I’m saving up for Audi
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| This is, allegory of a wack-long cloudy
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| I am absolutely, positively healthy
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| Re-define to expedite my wealthy
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| I need money, halfway sunny, out the country
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| Only God and a blunt could help me
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| And Noname quit the weed
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| Happy with sunlight in my weave
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| Synonymous with all anonymous and verbal columnists
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| A good rap song is all I need
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| I’ve been running away, cause I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna pray
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| Hope the bridges we burnin-in', yeah
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| Light the way for another day
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| I only do it if (I want to)
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| Look in the mirror, do I (want you)?
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| I don’t know. |
| Do you know?
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| Come on mister, (don't lie)
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| What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)?
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| Had to get to know myself before I claimed I loved me
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| Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me
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| Growing everyday, I’m growing everyday, growing everyday
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| Wake up early in the morning for you now
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| Had to get to know myself before I claimed I loved me
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| Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me
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| Growing everyday, I’m growing everyday, growing everyday
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| Wake up early in the morning for you now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Angles , by - Mick Jenkins. Song from the album The Healing Component, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп