| Six cars, five stars, and applause
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| Really couldn’t get me dumb and down on my boss
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| Even if I’m dreamin' that my soul and my heart
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| They be leavin' I’m achievin' all my soul’s pawpaw
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| The promise of the golden life is really in the reach
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| Ignorant but conscious, practice what you preach
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| Even though I’m livin' on the minimum wage
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| If I sold my soul for profit am I still getting played
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| If I’m still getting played, am I still getting made?
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| All I’ve ever dreamed for
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| I was made to be great
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| I was made to be great
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| I was made to be great
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| But the woman in the mirror lookin' awfully unfamiliarly
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| Ohhh, nothing you can tell me
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| The passion and the purpose and the prosper ain’t free
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| I wonder will I woke with what I have
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| If I’m willing to backstab my own people for a pass at it
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| Really changin'
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| Rise of fate
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| And I ask, would you really give me everything you want to?
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know
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| If I really really want this
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| And I know this have a past
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| A beginning and the end, the future and the past
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| I’m the white, yellow, brown
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| I’m the black
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| And I am as a matter of fact
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| Would it really hurt if I called myself great
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| Somethin' that I thought that I would never equate
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| Some of us dreamers
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| Some of us are not
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| Some got it together
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| Some of us lost
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| Some of us lust
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| Some of us love
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| Some of us trust
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| Some of us not about to put our whole heart
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| In the passion and the dream
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| That we not even sure that we even thus deemed to
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| Be
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| Being better than I thought I had
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| Being stronger in the heart and the head
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| I wonder will I walk without a hat, mama
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| Willing to backstab my own people for a price
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| Really changin'
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| Rise of fate
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| And I ask, would you really give me everything you want to?
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know
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| I don’t know
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| If I really really want this |