| What happens when the walls drop
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| The lies and the disguises and the small talk
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| That cover up the pain and the shame and the bald spots
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| We’re runaway trains what happens when it all stops
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| Artists drop gems that ring false rocks
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| We shouldve got those calls blacked like Alstott
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| We’re feedin our mind from the tree in Eden
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| Lately I’ve been reading what paul taught — freedom
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| That’s what we all want…
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| (Relic The Oddity)
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| I wanna be on a level of skill
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| That’s gold medal
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| But still I’m unsettled like
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| Clogs man — those are some hard shoes to fill
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| Especially when the pressure on and the lights is off
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| Me and my wife’s just tryin to pay bills
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| And keep my son occupied
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| And keep the stocking filled when the holidays arrive
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| I try to be a good provider
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| Successful on the spiritual side but made a mess
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| When it came to my debts
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| Now let’s take a lesson from it
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| I stand on the summit of sums that reflect
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| The lesser things that I’ve wanted in life
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| I don’t want to be haunted by my decisions
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| I’ll admit balancing wants and needs comes with a price
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| And I’m paying it twice
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| First with the cards, second with the interest
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| It ain’t that nice
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| I’ve been blessed so I guess I know what’s right
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| What I really want is peace from God and insight
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| It’s what we all want, right?
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| Yo it’s hard to be,
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| Man it’s hard to just be
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| Especially with this artistry it’s hard to be
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| Black and not be a hard emcee or r&b
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| And that’s cool if that’s you but
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| What if all you are is me?
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| Man start the beat cause all my heart can see
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| Is a dark and bleak
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| Night sky painted on my mind so I spark this speech
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| Like stars to bleed light when it’s hard to see
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| More than guitars and being down with a label that can
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| Market me I’ve scarred my knees
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| Praying hard for peace of mind and a heart that’s free…
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| Cause yo — that’s what we all want… |