| Never heard about this
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| Never heard about love
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| Run away with me tonight
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| Nobody but us Cruising round in my city
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| With my top down, my whole crew with me Riding round, I lock down
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| We misfits til we die, yeah
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| I’m a misfit til I die
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| They just gone have to live with it Only spit that exquisite
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| I hope y’all get to experience
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| And learn something from my experience
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| Okay, I always stood out
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| Cause I made it a point to never judge anybody by they exterior
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| Let God rebuild your interior
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| His misfit army growing by the today
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| It’s amazing to see where He taking us And how fast He’s done it like right away
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| Gotta whole generation of misfits behind us But I gotta give God all the praise
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| For like all my days
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| Is something better?
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| I oughta say, I think not
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| And I don’t care who you think is hot
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| Cause misfits always against the grain
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| But we always found up on top
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| This band of brothers won’t stop
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| Cause the favor of God is upon us
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| I’m sorry for those that are hoping we’ll flop
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| And that never gone happen so stop
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| Cause the souls who are mentioned we love on these kids
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| So they know that our God is faithful
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| Outcasts and rejects grateful
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| Destined for life with the savior
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| And that’s major
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| Cause yesterday one died from a taser
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| And a life based solely on paper
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| We done changing the game, embrace us Fernie, Social
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| Misfit til I die, oh whoa
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| Misfit til I die, oh whoa
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| I ain’t tryna fight it, oh no, no This is who I am, oh whoa
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| Misfit til I die, oh whoa
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| Misfit til I die, oh whoa
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| I ain’t tryna fight it, oh no, no This is who I am, yeah
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| Uh, right
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| Never had a Plan B Barely finished high school, still living with my family
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| All my friends are getting married, asking me when I’m next
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| Probably when I stop texting these girls in my contacts
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| You better settle down, that’s what my mom said
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| I haven’t met the girl I want to meet my mom yet
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| And if I’m honest, I haven’t brought this to God yet
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| Too busy turning all these crowds into a mosh pit
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| The cost of following your dreams
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| When everyone around you who’s following just leaves
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| I think it’s probably me, I’m still hiding in the leaves
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| And God is checking on me but I blamed it all on Eve
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| Yo something’s wrong with me I still thank God every chance I get
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| Rappers hit us up for features and, I ain’t answered yet
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| Leaders of the New School, it’s like my life is just a test
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| Misfits what I claim it’s in my blood and I ain’t never switched
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| This is me |