| Tell me what’s the difference between living and dreaming?
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| Reading the book of life i’m just tryna find meaning
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| while i’m leaning on the dock of bay like Otis Redding,
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| they’ll lose their brains just for a buzz see the beheading?
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| And we heading straight for end times and armageddon
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| All the wrongs that I done i’m just hoping that I get in to Heaven
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| Let me chill just expanding my thoughts
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| everything comes with a price i’m just cutting the cost
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| See I don’t wanna take a loss us gamers we competitive
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| my songs mellow heard a fellow call it a sedative it’s cool
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| I’m fighting for these souls on the line
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| like shoes on the power lines I could build a shrine
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| from these gems like i’m dropping a clumsy jeweler
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| or like unlucky Sonic you ain’t met nobody cooler.
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| Just my beliefs I ain’t tryna shove the lord at you
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| but in this crazy world it gives me something to look forward to you know?
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| Since a youngin' I was always told
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| that Heaven promise it’ll be streets of gold
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| Streets of gold
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| it’s in my soul yo I always know,
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| that i’ll be walking on them streets of gold
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| Streets of gold!
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| (Verse 2)
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| No way it’s gold plated
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| I know you thinking that my views must be so jaded
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| But think about a Paradise with no stress
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| and no death no depressed Facebook statues so blessed
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| oh yes I guess i’m living in a fantasy
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| No better place for me and my family
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| if so cool but for now let a man dream
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| he a be a king cuz growing up I didn’t have things
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| to hope for asking haven’t I found love yet?
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| Hands on text books it’s such a touchy subject
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| And we ain’t seeing eye to eye like Powerline
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| life’s a goofy movie we laugh while the hours flying
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| Cuz time pass like a bid became a man from kid
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| thought of Heaven now i’m tryna fix the things that I did in the past
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| cuz your legacy will last long
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| in this pyramid scheme unaware of the capstone
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| (Verse 3)
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| Refer to the book of life when I need advice
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| heard you only live once but I could of died twice
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| ain’t that nice? |
| I don’t believe the propaganda
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| since i’m positive I open myself up to the slander
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| Take a gander in my mind stars made of emerald
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| walking on clouds wings off of principle
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| basically invincible racism diminished
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| no killing each other or police youth replenished
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| by the spiritual waters waking up invigorated
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| Free to live as one cuz we now liberated
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| from the ties that bind we newly designed
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| finding forever common since that I knew we could find
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| Flying over the minds limitations we need renovations
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| a part of me meant for this generation
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| cuz who gone be voice of reason through the seasons?
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| I say the government deceiving they call it treason |