| «Oh God why me,» that’s the song that the world sings
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| Tell the truth but be careful how you word things
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| They say «cause people ain’t ready»
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| But I know the same soul control your brain jelly
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| So I aim steady, ignorance remain deadly
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| The kingdom is within so real kings ain’t petty, get it?
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| I don’t need ice water, it’s fine
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| Much rather learn how to turn water to wine
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| Yea, and we still in the club
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| Sittin back, sippin yac, just feelin the love
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| While the DJ do his thang, universal language
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| Feel the bass, let it transcend your anguish
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| I’ll be watchin from a booth in the back
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| Seein people change clothes ‘cause the truth is back uh
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| You’re infinite, don’t need rims spinning to feel it
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| No amount of sinning can kill it uh
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| You’re infinite, don’t need rims spinning to feel it
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| And no amount of sinning can kill it, uh
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| You’re infinite, don’t need rims spinning to feel it
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| And no amount of sinning can kill it, uh
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| You’re infinite, yea you’re infinite
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| Now take a couple of seconds to feel it
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| You’re infinite, yea you’re infinite
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| Now take a couple of seconds to feel it
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| They got a lot that they can say and do
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| To try to make it seem real but that don’t make it true, nah
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| What makes it true is when they get you
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| You and me to believe in it and then relay it to
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| The next man that spread their lies like a bad disease
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| Infecting everybody’s minds, we all casualties
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| Now we’re so overwhelmed that we can’t conceive a better life for ourselves or
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| our families
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| So these days I’m tryna narrow down my focusing
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| Concentrate on the folks that I hold close as kin
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| Keep dwelling on everything that I think is wrong
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| ‘Cause in the end when you blink it’s gone
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| And it’s your energy that lingers on
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| And I believe that it’s your memories you bring along
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| So every friend, every enemy, you bring em all
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| Yea, so they can try their best
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| But can’t control what’s behind the flesh
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| Don’t stress
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| You’re infinite, don’t need rims spinning to feel it
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| And no amount of sinning can kill it, no
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| You’re infinite, don’t need rims spinning to feel it
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| And no amount of sinning can kill it, uh
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| You’re infinite, yea you’re infinite
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| Now take a couple of seconds to feel it
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| You’re infinite, yea you’re infinite
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| So take a couple of seconds to feel it |