| Hey, it’s the darkest before the dawn
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| The calmest before the storm
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| My blackness a bush of magnets
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| No wonder these shawties on
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| Wonder where we went wrong
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| I' really, I’m puffin' shawn
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| Try tacticts, like countin' backwards
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| But notice they not alone
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| My gas tank look like supermodels
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| But at least I got the driver
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| I don' neva reach the public
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| I used to dream bout lovers
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| But dating’s bad for my budget
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| It’s hard enough that I’m heartless
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| I sleep on every discussion
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| I see myself as the man
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| Bringin' home everyone’s dreams
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| I’m so influenced by train wrecks
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| We pickin' up steam
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| It’s like choo-choo
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| Reminiscin' ova by the ride-o
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| Breakin' down doors
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| That they would neva let us thru
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| I can see them dirt roads
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| But I ain’t scared of walkin'
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| It is hard to maintain
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| If you think that you lost it
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| No no no, I won’t quit
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| Cause the journey for eva
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| But if you can’t sheef
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| Follow me to the never |