| I got a feeling got no time ya see
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| To hear ya fussin and fightin whining why ya see
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| I know it’s gonna be alright
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| Get some wine the sea
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| Will soothe and make the mind move silently
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| I know it’s gonna be alright
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| Got my paper and my pen together
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| Can’t be confused 'cause I’m flyin high in any weather
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| Got so much soul yes you know I cannot be no better
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| Now everybody get ya grind on
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| Yo from beginning to ending my chapter’s flipping and spinning
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| While I’m catering to nonsense
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| Setting tables of contents
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| Over continents, deserts, oceans, and landmasses
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| Spreading like jam
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| To make you and your honey shake them asses, damn
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| I’m looking sharp
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| Steadily sticking like bookmarks
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| Heavily written spitting sentences
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| Showing off book smarts
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| Smarter than a fucking whip
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| Cool as a fan
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| You feeling alright
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| Sing it if you know what I’m sayin
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| 'Cause it just goes to show that you just may never know
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| 'Cause when it rains it pours just another episode
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| And now I hope you know this is how the story goes
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| But it’s alright, it’s alright |