| First step is intention, second step is a glance
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| Then divine intervention
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| Mixing science religion
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| Pretending like we giants
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| Promise I was the biggest
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| For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing
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| Two strangers passing on the metro, what were the chances
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| People walk into circles
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| Every audience listens
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| They taking turns judging, everybody got issues
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| I be moving my feet and on varied tables I’m eating on
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| Up, we’re cutting a rug, was it something I said
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| Put on Erykah’s album, I can tear up a mountain
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| Get your eagle on, naw, more peregrine falcon
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| They sit in the darkness
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| They connect they courting naked in different apartments
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| Don’t say nothing that’s awkward
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| Take them up on that offer
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| And you’ll be partnered up for life flying up in a saucer
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| And they trying to cat daddy, I’m hella allergic
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| I’ve been doing my research, so I know that move
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| I studied them all
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| I seen that swing
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| I’ve been watching it for hours, so don’t get too close
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| She kick real high
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| They swing real low
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| I done been in that position so I know that spell
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| I read that book
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| I know those lines, I see 'em coming back around
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| First step is intention, second step is a glance
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| Then divine intervention
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| Mix of science religion
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| Environmentalist dance, make 'em sign a petition
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| For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing
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| Two strangers passing on the freeway, what were the chances
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| Don’t be acting embarrassed, that’s the whackest awareness
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| They get it in before their skin starts cracking and tearing
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| Heaven’s not for the living
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| Ordained reverend and comparative monster religion
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| Sit in my pews
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| Cruise ship in the Pacific, we can bend the rules
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| And do the Transylvania boogie to forbidden blues
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| She did the peanut butter jelly, ain’t nobody looking
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| The soul train line’s long and it’s sloppy and crooked
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| The chicken noodle soup and poodle skirt and hula hooping
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| The bullshit’s twerking, you wanna see the Juicy Fruit
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| Ain’t no keeping a distance, murdered the shadow
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| I’ve been doing my research, so I know that move
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| I studied them all
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| I seen that swing
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| I’ve been watching it for hours, so don’t get too close
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| She kick real high
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| They swing real low
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| I done been in that position so I know that spell
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| I read that book
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| I know those lines, I see 'em coming back around
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| We can do it for safety like a factory worker
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| Trying to balance a beam
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| Skirt’s floating cause she’s twirling around in a dream
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| It’s the easiest hustle
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| You catch a swing and then you squeeze your trapezius muscles
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| It takes a year or two
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| Your old friends you done found yourself getting nearer to
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| Who wants to hear the truth
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| Well you can do the wop
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| And plug us in, we got it poppin' in computer shops
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| First step is intention, second step is a glance
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| Then divine intervention
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| Mixing science religion
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| Pretending like we giants
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| Promise I was the biggest
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| For the lovers of dancing, this is color enhancing
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| Two strangers passing in the hallway, what were the chances |