| Now what’s crazy in a world that spins and nobody gets dizzy?
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| We all get busy, c’mon
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| That means that we all in the plan that man can’t see and we all?
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| I mean I’ve seen all types of things;
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| Bright lights and skies not light with?
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| Thing bump at night, that’s mighty strange
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| Some things we believe we ain’t gotta explain. | 
| (We ain’t gotta explain)
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| I can’t explain why I do what I do
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| Sometimes my mind just parouse through a slew of
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| Unkind, thoughts, buried in the dark of my
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| Mind and sometimes require some sunshine
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| Ying-Yang, big change, just to come
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| Back to mistakes that been made
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| This place; | 
| lessons learned the first time around
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| Counter-Clockwise the first time I’m found
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| Nothin' is there that wasn’t there in the first place
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| Me, I’m a Pisces: blame it on my birthday (yep)
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| I’m gettin' attitude; | 
| (yep)
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| I’m in and out of moods;
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| And treat people close to me in the worst way
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| And I know that’s wrong but I can’t stop
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| Like? | 
| In the background fucking up the song
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| And that’s big, big of me to admit
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| I got a problem that I can’t even fix
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| Now what’s crazy in a world that spins and nobody gets dizzy?
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| We all get busy, c’mon
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| That means that we all in the plan that man can’t see and we all?
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| I mean I’ve seen all types of things;
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| Bright lights and skies not light with?
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| Thing bump at night, that’s mighty strange
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| Some things we believe we ain’t gotta explain. | 
| (We ain’t gotta explain)
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| Now what’s crazy in a world where
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| Just when you thought it couldn’t happen
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| Black kids playin' golf; | 
| white kids rappin'
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| Now we got the first black first family
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| New meanin' to the? | 
| heard by M.O.P
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| Guess now white folks abuse the black cops
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| Cab drivers don’t know for whom they might stop
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| Underground, gold, platinum and the pop flop
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| Walmart takin' over bomb Mom and Pop shops
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| Not quite but you never know what’s next
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| Book a flight to Mars and drive here in your cars
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| A new dance that’ll cure cancer
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| Push a button on your pen when you don’t know the answer
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| And pardon me, my mind wanders in the worst way
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| Also a Pisces, blame it on my birthday
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| Ten dollars and change, we all so thirsty
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| So insane when we stay insane
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| Now what’s crazy in a world that spins and nobody gets dizzy?
 | 
| We all get busy, c’mon
 | 
| That means that we all in the plan that man can’t see and we all?
 | 
| I mean I’ve seen all types of things;
 | 
| Bright lights and skies not light with?
 | 
| Thing bump at night, that’s mighty strange
 | 
| Some things we believe we ain’t gotta explain. | 
| (We ain’t gotta explain)
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| Daddy raised a man, and men, they don’t cry
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| Until the wheels fall, believe we gonna grind
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| I’ve been livin' in the dark so maybe I won’t die
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| Don’t wanna grow up so baby I’m gonna fly, away
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| As far as possible and just escape
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| I’ve still got lots to lose, just today
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| So what’s been stoppin' you? | 
| this money
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| So what’s it costin' you?
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| I gotta navigate, ?, and course through the obstacle
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| Guess it can’t wait when the clock is watchin' you
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| Age in my face and I’m faced with the ugly news:
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| Ugliness done took shape in every space and molecule
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| That’s my life; | 
| I’m the one that gotta live it
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| Without any regret or apology when it’s finished
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| That’s my life; | 
| I’m the one that gotta live it
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| Without any regret or apology when it’s finished
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| You dig it?
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| Now what’s crazy in a world that spins and nobody gets dizzy?
 | 
| We all get busy, c’mon
 | 
| That means that we all in the plan that man can’t see and we all?
 | 
| I mean I’ve seen all types of things;
 | 
| Bright lights and skies not light with?
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| Thing bump at night, that’s mighty strange
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| Some things we believe we ain’t gotta explain. | 
| (We ain’t gotta explain) |