| Good mornin'
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| This that alarm clock song
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| I made it for you to wake up to
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| Ah!
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| You know I came to rip the scene apart
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| My whole life is a piece of art (Oh)
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| And this is just a brush stroke (Oh)
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| I made it in the biz they said was cutthroat (Oh)
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| I'm gettin' where I wanna be but honestly
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| I can't even tell if that's really where I wanna be
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| I'm not a commodity, I am on an Odyssey
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| Used to be a wannabe, now I'm what I wanted to be, woah
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| I'm an underdog, dog, I'm Ralph Naderin'
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| Followin' my intuition now and that's a major win
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| I'm Taylor Swift mixed with Ruth Bader Gins'
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| Liberation is the flavor that I'm savorin', it's mmm
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| Fake breast and make-up they don't turn me on
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| Life is a game and yes the journey's long
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| Growing my beard was just like me puttin' my jersey on
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| Coach K saw the light in me early on
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| (Oh, you don't believe?)
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| (Mike Posner, boy, is he talented, I mean he's so talented)
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| (What up, Nolan?)
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| (John, go get 'em, woah!)
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| We 'bout to take it to a new level
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| Even when I'm sad I give 'em hell, I'ma Blue Devil
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| Her boyfriend wrote a book, I was unimpressed
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| I don't care about her man if it wasn't Hesse (Oh)
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| I might do Everest, you never know (Oh)
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| It changes like a metronome (Oh)
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| I never read the "Untethered Soul" (Oh)
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| I already got an untethered soul (Oh)
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| I wasted years tryna become better known (Oh)
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| Right when I gave that up is when I became better known (Oh)
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| Oh, this is that Michigan December flow
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| I got two lifetimes worth of ideas in my Evernote (Oh)
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| Bozo, Fender Rhodes (Oh)
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| Complimented outwardly now from my inner glow (Oh)
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| And since I've seen, I changed my look to see who really loves me
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| I'm Prince Akeem
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| See when I was comin' up
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| I was always one of them niggas who did what the fuck I want
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| Smokin' weed on TV wasn't even cool
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| Now that shit legal
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| So back then
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| From causing trouble
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| To right now
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| I'm a motherfuckin' businessman
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| Uh, too rich to ever fit in
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| You wait the front, I get in
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| You talk too much, I listen
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| You blind, I got the vision
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| The day I worked for myself, that was the best decision
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| You living' check to check, I check to see what checks I'm gettin'
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| You get no respect until respect is given
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| I live with no regret, you regret where you livin'
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| Still got the yellow car, we in the house chillin'
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| You think the air is on, I'm heir to the throne
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| So many diamonds people stare when I put 'em on
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| But they don't walk up, my pockets thick like Ms. Parker
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| And I got the Benz parked, sparkin' up
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| And I got a '64 that's hard as fuck
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| But don't get in over your head
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| Supposed to be stackin' instead of spendin' most of your bread
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| Don't get in over your head
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| Supposed to be stackin' instead of spendin' most of your bread |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prince Akeem , by - Mike Posner. Song from the album Keep Going, in the genre Поп