| Steamin down the highway I’m a calm meditator
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| Lyric is my weapon I’m the bomb educator
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| I divvy up ideas- I’m a spark delegator
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| Droppin jaws to the floor like a shark elevator
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| While ya swimmin in another’s sea I’m currently me
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| Ya payin for yesterday- I say weren’t we free
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| I got nothin but love for a sweet reverie
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| That’s why I gather my party up in a neat repartee
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| Did ya think I fell off- Nah
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| I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up
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| I said I’m on top but still I don’t stop
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| I said I already won but still I’m not done
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| Nibblin on aural nipples to titillate all the masses
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| Watchin women in painted jeans shake masterpiece asses
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| She needin to study and so she stays up and passes
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| If you see that I’m a spectacle then raise up ya glasses
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| Profligate professor- no waste for my successor
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| Success- tip of my tongue- a taste for every pleasure
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| No bath in my buillons but I baste in buried treasure
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| I lace my lap of leisure with haste in every measure
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| Pickin up pieces pardon the prime alliteration
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| Apparently people notice and perk with participation
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| But life is a puzzle- put it together with pride
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| And you’ll probably find purpose if you put your ego aside
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| I move around a lot- I stop to spit a little
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| The middle is an enigma- I shop to get a riddle
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| Not privy to wiggle- baby I sing maybe to get all
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| Excited from aural pleasure like hearing a baby giggle
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| Did ya think I fell off- Nah
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| I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up
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| I said I’m on top but still I don’t stop
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| I said I already won but still I’m not done
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| I hate to see my people like a flower with the root gone
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| Drenched like they took a shower with their suit on
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| Benched- sit or you sleep- life ain’t a futon
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| Time to strap ya boots on
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| Hike a million miles a week to get ya move on
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| Party like it won’t ever peak to get ya groove on
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| Wig out with ya locks or be sleek and rock a buffon
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| Doesn’t really matter- just be- and get ya truth on
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| Dready speak the truth mon
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| Did ya think I fell off- Nah
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| I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up
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| I said I’m on top but still I don’t stop
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| I said I already won but still I’m not done |