| From when the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am
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| From when the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
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| Some would say I haven’t made shit, I haven’t been anywhere
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| But a lot has changed since I was cool with the fade, without any hair
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| I used to do a show and get plenty stares
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| I was climbin' and must’ve slipped inside of they mind
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| 'Cause now they understand without any chairs
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| I been doing this shit here for many years
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| I only got a few in the crew
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| But my fam come through if there’s Henny there
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| I used to be a man made of many fears
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| Now I breeze through without any care
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| Before B Rabbit had his clothes in a Glad bag by the trash bin
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| I could see me without any mirrors
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| You thinkin' it’s a race, I’m already there, skrt, I’m already there
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| What? |
| You don’t know what I’m made of
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| You haven’t heard a wack verse from me on a record
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| In years, or ever if you stay up
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| Insomniac for all the salty cats
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| I’m moving like I’m in the way of somethin'
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| I commute and just cool and not sayin' nothin'
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| Shout out to George for the beat, working
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| Feeling like my feet ain’t left the floor in a week
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| When the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am
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| From the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
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| I always stayed up late, way before I had kids
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| So now that I gotta feed 'em breakfast every morning
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| Man, I barely even know my eyelids
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| They said that too much sleep get you a pass to Hell
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| So when I fall asleep, better catch myself
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| I gotta be the one, like after twelve
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| Till they put a statue of my ass in Wells
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| No rest for the wicked (Rest for the wicked)
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| I’m wicked good, I admit it
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| People talk about it, fantasize about it, said they want it
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| I really went out there and did it
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| But I can’t sleep when I lay in bed
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| I see a montage of my misgivings
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| I smoke too much, I drink too much
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| I think too much, I’m not just kidding
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| Got the TV on mute, while I compute
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| Flamethrower full of lyrics and an arson, blazin'
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| In the wee hours of the night, dark and shady
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| Around last call, up with Carson Daly
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| And in the mornin', I’m recordin' while they’re snorin'
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| Really going for it, ah, sleep, maybe I should
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| In the dark of the night, shine bright
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| My window light the only thing in my neighborhood that’s on
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| That’s how it has to be to get cash for weeks
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| Till a masterpiece, till people ask for me
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| I gotta rap to beats, I got a lack of sleep
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| If it’s 2 AM or 6 AM, I don’t care, just call me up
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| Tryin' to get this income from insomnia
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| Bro, you know where we’re goin' in
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| From the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am
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| From the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am
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| I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
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| I see the sun peakin', 'bout to start the mornin'
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| I done the evenin', that’s one of the reasons
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| When I come in, if you wonder who he is
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| I am, I am, I am, I am
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| I get down like there’s shooters here
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| I feel like I ain’t answer
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| I had to unlace 'em, get my boots some air
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| I went and grew some hair and dropped a few with Sarah
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| And now I am 'round here, like Questlove’s do
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| I’m on now and I’m next up too
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| I got zero space in my schedule
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| Man, I’m doing me, I’ma wake alone
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| So I don’t know about the rest of you
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| I’m guessing you should do what’s best for you
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| Instead of saying you’d do it but then never do
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| I’m up when the red light’s blinkin'
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| Too many thoughts in my head, I’m thinkin'
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| I was on the road, by the time you got home
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| I’ll be back while you taking a nap, so let it sink in
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| In a small amount of time, I get a lot of it
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| Even if I made a minimal in profit
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| I’m in there like R and E
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| Now add I and S, I’d probably die 'fore I rest
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| From the ball’s up till the ball drop
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| From the sunup to the sundown
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| Every Monday to the weekend
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| Who’s going in without sleeping? |
| I am |