| I can see it right in front of me
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| But something is saying no
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| Granted a lot has come to me
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| But some major ideas still trying to make it go
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| Fortune force field
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| I can taste it, but can’t drink it
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| I can make it when I think it
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| Can’t mistake it, so distinctive
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| Man I hate this, man I dreamed it, can’t believe it
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| I gotta let it go!
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| (So!) It’s on for tonight
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| (Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
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| (Yo!) In this hole I’m reaching for the light
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| (No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Why you wanna try to take my bill ticket?
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| I mean real wicked, I seem real livid
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| I’ve been filled with it, I mean vexed
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| Un-ex-pect-ted-ness, when everything is the best
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| I get a minute to rest, but then a nigga regrets
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| I gets the money but next I’m in debt
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| (I won, what?) I mean I lost, take green from a boss
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| Be the things that I dream, but they intervene they get my creme, then I’m off
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| (Whose they?)
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| They turned the motherfuckin' best position into a deposition
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| Dealing with that will make you wanna ex the mission
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| Never no checks to get to and that’s the bitching
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| How do I maintain my autonomy
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| With so many leeches in this economy?
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| My moaning is mearly monetary
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| But the moment it’s really gone is scary
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| Try to beat my high score, but I fight forward despite lawyers
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| An eye for an eye because my type’s warrior
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| Never the less I inherit a mess, a big floor spill
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| I’m steady pushing to break down this fortune force field
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| (So!) It’s on for tonight
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| (Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
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| (Yo!) In this hole I’m reaching for the light
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| (No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Yeah, it’s like pulling a bad one
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| Get her off at the pad, then get the Jimmy to stab some
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| But you can’t and puddy is right there
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| Like a, barrier or something, keeping you from her such a negative type lair
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| You can never pipe nair when you’ve got it in front of you, wanna do,
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| it’s a pitiful nightmare
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| It’s like making a baby
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| You never having it, is making you crazy
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| And toting a living human, it’s making you weighty
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| Kick, kick, kick, shaking your lady
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| Like late in the 80's, got my name and got to taking the stage, V
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| Told the people I got Satan to save me, that’s why radio be hating to play me
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| Everything you gain only brings you pain
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| But the fame it fools the brain
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| But you regain it through Strange
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| Yeah, never put your guard down
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| Because I wanna bang, bang, bang hard now
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| I’m a warhound, never mistaken I kick walls down
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| To the ground and get applause sound because I got even, then I’m lard bound
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| (So!) It’s on for tonight
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| (Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
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| (Yo!) In this hole I’m reaching for the light
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| (No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Fuck your litigation
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| We gon' win, just a bit of waiting
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| Everytime that I get ahead gotta be a motherfuckin' drawback
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| So I’mma draw back and bang them bitches 'til they all crack
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| MSC look what you’ve done to me
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| Kept the first five I done for me
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| And you others know that Caribou Lou belong to me
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| You come for me
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| Just know we will never settle, war is what it’s gonna be!
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| (So!) It’s on for tonight
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| (Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
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| (Yo!) In this hole I’m reaching for the light
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| (No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Lot of dreams are lost in the night
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| Yeah, been breaking down that fortune force field for a long time
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| Now I get my just due |