| Yeah, jostle through the traps laid while crossing through the pathway
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| Maintain the proper poise while postulatin' what the math say
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| Crossing the map to nab the promise for that pack
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| Embracing change, the only constant is we constantly adapt
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| Lift off, the quest toward the coordinates
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| Watch the force of my engine lift me to orbit
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| Got 'em squintin' like Palledorous
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| Bunny hop the obstacle, bouncing beyond the mountain
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| I’m forever pouncin', Ponce de Leon done found the fountain
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| Let me get it in, immrsed in that neighborhood disturbance, mergin'
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| Diggin' in the shindig, submerged with the urchins
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| Word caught a bird from the merchant
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| This herb’s aromatics got my acrobatics perfect
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| I’m out of body flying with the clouds around me
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| Fly to bird’s eye view then glide until I find a bounty
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| Straight to business, faces in the crowd grimace
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| While I’m grindin' blocks, takin' 'em down to a round finish
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| Another day, another dollar
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| Make a play like voila then we sayin' sayonara
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| Yeah, we never had the proof we’d ever make it to mañana
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| We ain’t brakin' 'til we fade into nirvana
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| Another day, another dollar
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| Make a play like voila then we sayin' sayonara
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| Yeah, we never had the proof we’d ever make it to mañana
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| We ain’t brakin' 'til we fade into nirvana |