| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down like bang bang bang
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down
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| Still that H-I double P-Y, you could probably see why
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| Out the seventies, heavenly, sorta divine
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| When I put the letters together the stars realign
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| And I shoot 'em down *boom boom* with a peace sign
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| Living like a rasta, hair like pasta
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| Wanna talk style? |
| Okay, I already lost ya
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| Duke Ellington in the Uber ride
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| Ridin by my old high school now I school the high
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| Deeper than a scuba dive
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| Who am I?
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| I don’t even gotta say it
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| You’re talking about the greatest and I am affiliated
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| Debated that I could be the most underestimated and imitated
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| Entertainer and I came from the basement
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| Inspiration, medication
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| That is all I needed in my life’s equation
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| Only two things I will not do
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| Watch my back and watch my language
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| Fuck with me
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| Well I just believe
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| That actions define you
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| So let me remind you
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| The time to hesitate is already behind you
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| So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list
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| I’m in love with this, so unconditio
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| It’s no competitio, when it comes to this
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| It’s no compass, I go my own way
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| Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant
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| Never forget
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| To stay high, that’s right
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| Smoke me out in my death bed
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| Bury me with my pipe 'cause I know y’all be chiefing like me
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| Y’all need it like me
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| Paid the price for my high because the price of freedom ain’t free
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| So keep dreaming
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign, yeah
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down like bang bang bang
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down like bang bang bang
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| I wi- I-wi- I will not- I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity
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| I will not play the minor keys like the majority
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| I will not let authority ignore me
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| I’m moving forward for the ones who march before me
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| All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour
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| Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly
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| Order me more me, see me in your city
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| No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy
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| Came through with a gypsy, name MOD SUN
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| But she call me that, 'cause that
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| Order me more me, see me in your city
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| No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy
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| Came through with a gypsy, name MOD SUN
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| But she call me that hippy
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| I wish I could fuck every single girl
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| Seven billion mini mes running round the world
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| This is for the teachers who said it wouldn’t last
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| Shoved that lesson plan up in your motherfucking ass
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| But it’s all love over here
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| Nothing but green buds over here
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| Something about this time of year make my mushrooms go down like beer
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| Can you hear me clear, everybody chill
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| Please put up a peace sign if you smoke a piece of mine and find a piece of mind
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign, yeah
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| I shoot 'em down
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| I shoot 'em
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down like bang bang bang
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| I shoot 'em down with a peace sign
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| Shoot 'em down |