| La-da-da, da-da
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| Yeah-ay
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| Ay
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| I don’t really care what they say now
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| I’m really livin' out my dreams now
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| No matter where we are, I’ma head up straight to the stars
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| Who wanna come with me? |
| Who wanna run with me? |
| Hey
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| I don’t move, I don’t move like you, that’s against my soul
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| My soul, yeah-yeah
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| Keep it away from me, that’s against my soul (My, my, my), ay
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| I don’t move like you, that’s against my soul
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| Oh, oh
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| have fun with this, help me say
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la
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| Yeah, duckin' that bad energy, positivity and good vibes
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| The only thing that I’m allowin' in me, misery loves company
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| Tryna get me to stoop down to they level
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| Bring out the devil, that’s what they want from me
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| I’m focused on unity, and buildin' shit
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| They tryna tear us apart every chance they get
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| It’s like they live for the drama, divide and conquer
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| They movin' with no morals, no code of honour
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| Sellin' they soul for a dollar, I’m naturally gifted
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| Makin' a livin' off my talent, did it all independent
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| I do this with a purpose, I spit it with a meanin'
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| Faith and hard work, ignorin' the nonbelievers
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| Best believe it, I know they see us
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la-la
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| La-la, la-la, la-la
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| Peasants throw stones at the throne, ex’s play on the phone
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| The kid’ll get you here, but really want you gone
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| Once you want questions, they antics like «Tell me, what you want?»
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| I never faced none of these problems when I was pumpin' zones
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| In the project buildin', when we was in them tougher homes
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| Now we live in nice areas, nice comfort zone
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| Now they treatin' me all bad like I did somethin' wrong
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| And all I did was stay focused on a tougher role
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| Thugged it out, because I knew I wouldn’t suffer long
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| Now we spend weekends in Europe, like «Man, what’s up with Rome?»
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| So comfortable in Africa, I feel like I’m up at home
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| Man, it feel good to spread peace on my brother song
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| Peace and love, I can’t wait until my brother home
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| I know a piece of me is missin', man, because my mother gone
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| But when I look inside my daughters eyes I see my mothers bones
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| Plus my son is soon to arrive, that’s a lovers
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| Part two of me, the legacy, that’s another clone |