| Some say I got my eyes, where my hands can’t reach
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| It’s 'cause I’m dreaming bigger, better!
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| But what do they know?
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| Got a million ways that I can eat,
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| Because I do it, bigger, better!
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| So what do they know?
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| Some people think that I’m mad, and I might be,
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| 'Cause I think I can have what I want.
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| But that ain’t gonna stop me trying,
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| 'Cause I know why. |
| I can go all the way to the top.
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| Some say that I’m dumb, and think that I’m wrong,
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| For thinking outside of the box.
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| But there’s so many things, that I can achieve,
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| I won’t let them put me off!
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| I can’t hear the doubters, from where I am.
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| I is but one inside I am,
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| So let the haters, hate.
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| Because that’s okay, don’t stop me right in my plans
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| I knew where I was gonna go before I got here.
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| And they’re just mad 'cause they’re not here.
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| So let they say, what they gonna keep saying
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| I don’t give a shit, I don’t care…
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| Some say I got my eyes, where my hands can’t reach
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| It’s 'cause I’m dreaming bigger, better!
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| But what do they know?
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| Got a million ways that I can eat,
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| Because I do it, bigger, better!
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| So what do they know?
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| On another level, we aim higher.
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| Everybody’s fly, but my team’s flyer.
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| We set the pace, live it for the fans
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| Won’t let anybody gain that bans.
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| Live on the mic,
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| Go a little harder, every time I touch Britain
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| That’s another saga.
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| And had two Number 1′s this year, so far
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| So if I hit chicken boom, say you’re farmer!
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| They same my eye weighs bigger than my belly,
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| 'Cause I, want the pig, but they offered me the pie.
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| Pie, now we’re sitting in the sky
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| Reach for the stars and I brought a little light,
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| Down. |
| Yes I came home with the prize.
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| Didn’t think much I just opened my eyes.
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| (Why?) See it’s just a sign at the time,
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| Me, and it got to, and it got to my eyes.
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| Some say I got my eyes, where my hands can’t reach
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| It’s 'cause I’m dreaming bigger, better!
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| But what do they know?
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| Got a million ways that I can eat,
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| Because I do it, bigger, better!
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| So what do they know?
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| I don’t really care what they got to say,
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| I’ll be doing the right thing by your way.
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| Don’t you wanna be on the way with me?
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| Well come play my way, my way, this bloke.
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| I don’t really care, really I don’t mind,
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| They stay, keeping up the more I shine.
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| Wishing that they could do it.
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| Like they see me do it!
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| Some say I got my eyes, where my hands can’t reach
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| It’s 'cause I’m dreaming bigger, better!
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| But what do they know?
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| Got a million ways that I can eat,
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| Because I do it, bigger, better!
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| So what do they know?
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| Some say I got my eyes, where my hands can’t reach
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| It’s 'cause I’m dreaming bigger, better!
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| But what do they know?
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| Got a million ways that I can eat,
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| Because I do it, bigger, better!
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| So what do they know? |