| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
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| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever
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| No one to answer to, nothin to answer for
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| Except the standard short, changing to fan support
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| I try to soar above it, not tryna impress you, I just do
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| And when it comes time to look back and reflect on the things I did
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| I wont be regretful that was me I switched into this mode
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| Where I can receive my gifts, and set my goals
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| Keep it real but feed my kid
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| And I know there’s a lot of things I’ll learn to accept
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| Through these words is the way I get interpreted best
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| When I return to the heavens from my worldly nest
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| I believe that these works will live further than death
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| There’s a lot to develop in stress breakers
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| I’ve wagered a lot, a lot more than just wages
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| I’ve fed the artist, I’ll feed the human separately
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| And I’ll starve first before I lose integrity
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| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
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| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever, whenever, wherever, whoever
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| There’s a new feelin burnin in my flesh
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| If I’m not workin music, I’m workin on my death
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| And me as a person I must be certain to invest
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| But I don’t peak or plateau I’m on a permanent ascent
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| So when my heads in the clouds it’s strategic
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| I’ll find my way back down when convenient
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| I;m out of the reaches of the 9 to 5 chains
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| I’ve applied the slight change to defy that mind state
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| So to the fans who show love, and to those who just feel the vibe,
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| If I look stressed out I’m still alive
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| I feel confident of my worth down to the cent
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| Though I’ve messed up, no halo circlin my head
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| I look at the big picture and felt stupid
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| Sellin beats is self abuse, I need to sell units
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| I’ll be that artist, I’ll be that human separately
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| So I starve first ‘fore I lose integrity
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| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
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| If I have food, and I have clothes,
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| And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever
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| Ti, ti, ti, ti, ahh, yup
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| Me and my Sandpeeps are awesome
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| You think we’re getting washed up, what? |
| You haven’t watched us
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| Put a stop to the gossip, we better bring it
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| Oh, oh it’s already been broughten
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| We form like voltron, but a bit slower
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| A bit drunker, a grip doper
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| Like ten ogres that come to slit throats
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| We might sneak up on you but we don’t tip toe
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| Yes yes I am, still a letterhead
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| Indestructible adamantium skeleton
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| Well developed, you dumb as hell if you bet against me
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| Sapient, a representative
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| Of Sandpoeple or Debaser to step to
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| Muh fucker me got nephews to behead you
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| I’m just doin my damn thang, you can’t hang
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| My campaign is big like my pant leg, shit
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| I can’t pay rent I’m out of lucky charms
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| Better earn some lunch money from these fuckin marks
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| Like it’s my playground, get off the monkey bars
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| I push you off of the slide and then punch your arm, psh
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| Wonder bar |