| Now pardon me I’m just a honest man, jeez on the monogram
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| Reek of marijuana, shall proceed for the common man
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| Never take your honest stand, rules and regulations here
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| Moma raised a 80's baby, I was there when crack appeared
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| Back in years, rack appeared, took a game of racketeer
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| Couple candles in the wind, your memories forever live
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| Long as I shall ever live, this for those who never did
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| Left a legal legacy’s and single moms to raise the kids
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| It’s what it is, huffing cig deal with my reality
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| Wars going on outside, there will be casualty
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| Next day, next dollar I holler it so causally
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| Then passionately play with these words despite the tragedy
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| Revegly type of flows, pray for these type of pros
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| Poet, lary and lyricism keep rappers on they toes
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| Still only Heaven knows why windows close
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| Doors open for The Chosen, God’s what Im supposing
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| So I keep rolling with it.
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| Fly pelican fly, let me fly away
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| It’s one hell of a high, if I should die today
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| I finally got my wings is what I’m trying to say
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| Yea, I don’t wana be the dream that goes undiscovered
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| My nigga Red is pulling strings like he landing Hubbard
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| My skin’s covered with the marks of my travel
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| Built my stairway to Heaven like the tower of Babylon
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| I speak the rhythm from the Apple out The Garden of Eden
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| Good & Evil in my sight, I smoked reefer for a reason
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| Every evening I get lost in the rhythm
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| Girl trippin but she understand The Plan set for
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| That the God has given
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| Kiss my mama and my younger siblings, tell em I miss em
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| Got decisions, decisions to make, losing Religion & Fate
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| Trapped in the prison we make
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| Sippin on 40 and stay interpreted dream
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| That I have been having where I fly away
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| I swear I won’t get high today, another lie to hide away
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| Tryna say something that could lead to someones brighter day
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| Reason that I wright today, giving you the ride-away
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| To take flight despite whatever a motherfucker got to say. |