| Welcome to the race of a lifetime
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| Where we wanna be millionaires without a lifeline
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| Resorting to life of crime
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| Street cries of the ghetto, she didn’t wanna settle
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| Man, but put on them stilettos
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| And hit the street, kids gotta eat
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| Hunger pains growing
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| And presently the future’s unknowing
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| Live to die but I fight to love
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| I give my heart to those who in need because
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| I ain’t selfish
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| I can’t help it, I bleed for this earth
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| Conceived from the dirt
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| It hurt when they fell from grace
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| Lost angels turned demons
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| Searching for meaning, lust for convenience
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| ‘cause nobody wanna work
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| Money is the root of all evil but what about the perks
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| This happiness got a layaway
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| There was fruit, I learned I gotta stay away
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| No emotion—the player way
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| That’s what I thought I had to do 'til I seen people fade away
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| That I care about so I did a cleanse
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| Now I’m tryna make amends
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| Yeah, I’m tryna make amends
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| Uh, it’s the cleanse
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| I need a vacation, screw medication
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| Depending on drugs regulations
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| Good gracious at thirteen, I was on four different things
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| Couldn’t tell you what they mean
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| All I know is it dealt with depression
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| Word? |
| Y’all really got some nerve where here’s my suggestion
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| Listen, how ‘bout you actually try helping?
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| Ms Lockhart believed in me when nobody else did
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| Encouraged me to write, suddenly I felt it within
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| More than just a pen, it was spiritual
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| Years later Mega Ran helped me bring the visuals
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| To life like «Take On Me» a-ha
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| And he wasn’t tryna cake on me
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| I’m grateful truly, for real
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| ‘cause growing up I was kinda unruly
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| What you expect from a child running wild in denial
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| Thinking the world owe him ‘cause he couldn’t reconcile
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| With his mom, on he wanna make amends
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| Start from scratch, we can go fiber cleanse
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| Start from scratch, we can both fiber cleanse
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| Start from scratch we can all have a cleanse
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| Yo, I’m just tryna make amends
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| This the cleanse
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| Life fogging up my lens
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| It might be time to make that cleanse
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| I made amends with all my friends
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| can we try this one more ‘again? |
| And
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| Life fogging up my lens
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| It might be time to make that cleanse
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| I made amends with all my friends
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| Can we try this one more ‘again? |
| Yeah |