| I was in need of some shoulders
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| Higher than me on the totem
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| Down on your knees what they told me
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| Man I get on my knees for no one
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| Ain’t no man good enough here to rule over man
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| Pain ain’t enough to stop you from your plan
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| To maintain that nugget of truth in your hands
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| Can’t nobody fuck with you why would they fuck with you
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| Talk to myself cus there’s no one
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| Who’d walk through my hell with a cold one
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| Can’t nobody tell you I owe them
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| But many could tell you I’ve owned them
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| See my ego like free throws when I’m over time
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| Ain’t no team throwing me going I’m on the line
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| If I be over me sober I’ll hold my whine
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| I’ll be soldier beast mode ya yeah I’ll hold the line
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| I’m a…
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| Dreamer I’m a dreamer
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| If opportunity won’t call you again
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| And you stuck with blood suckers who call themselves friends
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| And the doors are all locked with the walls closing in
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| Just go knock down those fuckers like where have y’all been
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| I need to learn to be me again
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| To read to discern to see me again
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| For my past and my present to meet again
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| Then to see it all burn and be free again
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| Wake up
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| Y’all were asleep acting honorary
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| Like fuck what you think I don’t want a penny
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| You was puffing on dragons and strawberry’s
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| Maybe your short on that cake cus your aura lazy
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| Now I’m robbing Peter to pay Paul and Mary
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| How’am I caught in the weeds without smoking any
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| I don’t talk I believe and I’m more than ready
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| To get the fuck out of this ordinary
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| I’m a…
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| Dreamer I’m a dreamer
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| I be dreaming even when it’s seeming impossible
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| Keeping demons from defeating that powerful will
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| In dealing with these feelings as obstacles
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| Contemplate consummate Gospel the probable
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| Cosmic the countable objects surmountable
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| Compliment mouse holes and mountains tall
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| Problems you gotta solve just enough to compound it all
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| And make something phenomenal
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| Fuck it
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| I don’t idolize the timid
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| Or the coddled minds or the flippant
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| The cons and the liars they’re all compromisers
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| To young to retire to this shit
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| The fire was made for the willing
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| To perspire is to state that we living
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| You can take these two L’s right between your two eyes
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| Why? |
| Cus I’ma be making a killing
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| As a… |