| Okay case closed
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| I’m on that A-roll
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| Looking up, straight ahead, like I be Django
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| I’m on the corner, tryna get into that mind space
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| That make a brother live a life that make him irie
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| Barter for chances
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| Gimme the answers
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| So many questions in my pocket, yet its empty
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| Don’t mind the handouts, but I need couple chances
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| To do me, on a beat, and steal the masses hearts
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| I don’t wanna be no bleeping static man
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| Pay to live a life that’s bleeping static, man
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| I just wanna feel alive, and never have to paus
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| I just wanna touch the sky, and never hav to fall
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| Hey
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| What they say
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| It don’t mean shit, anyways
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| I’m on my own, and it’s okay
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| No more bad vibes in my space
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| Oouuh
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| I’m on that cruise
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| Getting wild now, cut me loose
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| Not by power, not by might
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| Late night sermons hold me down for life
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| Pity the fool, init?
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| He’s such a fool, ain’t he?
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| Who the duck, he think he is?
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| There is a fool in him
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| Shooting for the sun, brother just play safe
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| I want a place up with the stars, I want the better things
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| One with the foresight, I courted prophesies
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| Dreaming with eyes wide, He plotted everything
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| I’m just a little guy, it really isnt me
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| There’s something bigger living on within my energies
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| Wake it!
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| Maybe I’m a little glow stick, I been breaking
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| But I shine brighter, it’s like the pain makes me
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| Greater, flirting with dementia
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| Try to put a song together
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| Oh Mr Lorn
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| You best better
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| Hey
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| What they say
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| It don’t mean shit, anyways
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| I’m on my own, and it’s okay
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| No more bad vibes in my space
|
| Oouuh
|
| I’m on that cruise
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| Getting wild now, cut me loose
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| Not by power, not by might
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| Late night sermons hold me down for life
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| So as I…
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| Like to do, well I take it back
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| To the time when I was younger and I never had
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| Half the courage that I do, now I’m a better man
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| I look em in the eye, tell fear I ain’t got the time
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| To dilly dally
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| Everybody moves, I’m here to rally
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| My shit, my thoughts, my pains — my greatest ally
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| Be the wave that rocks their boats
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| Or be the saint with no halo
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| I’m gon' be here when the clock runs out
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| Nobody knows me, not even my own town
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| If I put it out, would you fuck with my sound
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| Cause Lord knows that I’m here to astound
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| Hey
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| What they say
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| It don’t mean shit, anyways
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| I’m on my own, and it’s okay
|
| No more bad vibes in my space
|
| Oouuh
|
| I’m on that cruise
|
| Getting wild now, cut me loose
|
| Not by power, not by might
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| Late night sermons hold me down for life |