| I said as soon as I figure out this puzzle…
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
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| As soon as I figure out Russ
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| The quicker I can figure out this puzzle that I struggle with
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| Penthouse dreams, basement realities
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| Foot up on the gas, should I pace myself gradually?
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| God damn, Lord, give me a sign
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| Give me ya words, give me ya sight, give me ya mind
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| Cause I’m feeling blind, deaf and dumb
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| My soul is on a leash, sayin' please let me run
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| With these beats I can speak to the freaks and the nuns
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| The rich, the poor, can’t you see I’m the one?
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| With this real shit
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| And I hate to fuckin' say it, but do you feel this?
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| I dream better with my eyes are open
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| I sleep better when my lights been awoken
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| Then I might leave the lights on, so you can see I’m focused
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| This game has a plague, so all I see is locusts
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| And most of you, but I just hope the world can see what I see
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| Hear what I hear, breathe what I breathe
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| It’s a farfetched idea, but at least I have it yeah
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| At least I have it, at least I have it
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| Maybe I can work a little magic without the rabbit
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| Maybe I can turn a little passion to a palace
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| Cause after all… I’m standing on the 3 point line wide open
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| Pass the ball motherfuckers
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| Before the sun comes up, I gotta love, love, love
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| I stutter when I pray like, but-but-but
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| God, please don’t take it personal, I just feel outta place
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| My mind is just a vehicle, I’m runnin' outta faith
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| Please believe I see the reason that I, that I
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| Keep on breathing in my freedom, that’s why, that’s why
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| I’m gratefully dead, to the life of the impossible
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| I never thought I’d get so high off the obstacles
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| I know it’s gonna pay off and these songs are gonna be comical
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| When I put my mom somewhere tropical
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| These optical illusions keep on movin' tryin' to fuck me up
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| Where’s the four leaf clover when you need it in this lucky cup
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| And I wonder if they party up in heaven screaming «lucky us»?
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| And I wonder if they party up in heaven screaming «lucky us»? |