| The chase is on, I find
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| Everywhere I’m runnin' to, I run blind
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| Thinking that I’ll catch my break
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| Dreaming that it might be fate
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| But I don’t believe in that
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| It’s so hard to find my path
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| I’m so locked down let me fly
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| From here, I don’t know
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| I wanna live fast, I’m movin' too slow
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| Life’s too short, ha, I know that
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| I’m runnin' in place can’t find where I’m at
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| There’s no supposed to or ought’a be
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| I live for everybody else I’ve forgotten me
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| I’m scared to chase
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| It’s gettin' harder every second I waste
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| I know, that we gon' get it all
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| Flyin' so high, no we’ll never fall
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| Yeah we, buzzin' to the stars
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| Watch the world turn yeah this universe is ours
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| I know, exactly what you like
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| Yeah we make it hot, spit this fire right
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| Now we, ridin' on the bass
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| You already know that the chase… is on
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| Now I know what I’ll do
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| Been searchin' so long yeah, just to find you
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| Time for me to make this right
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| Time for me to start this fight
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| Cause baby I will, change this game
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| And everyone will, know my name
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| I’m thinkin' now’s a good time to start…
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| Even though they ain’t ready I’m thinkin' it’s time that I go and drop to this
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| Cuz every time I rhyme I’m in my prime transformin' the flow like I’m Optimus
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| And I’m an optimist, cause seeing’s believin' and yes you know that I got the
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| gift
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| So when I’m on yo stage or in yo phones, I’m knowin' these cats can rock to this
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| So let’s rock to this, no stoppin' this, yeah, cause you know we showin' up,
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| and if
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| Timeflies is on it then y’all ready know it’s blowin' up
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| Rez hit em, let em know what’s up
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| Show em how we slow it up
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| I know I could see yo hands but I think it’s time you throw em up
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| They lovin' everything
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| All the people say it’s great
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| And I watch them lose they mind
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| When the Dolorean reaches 88
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| Yeah we travel back in time
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| I fuck the beat anyway you like I wrote the Kama Sutra, oh
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| I’ve run the numbers
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| But I’ll let you do the math
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| With a flow that goes electro
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| Burnin' holes on anything in my path
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| We makin' gold like Midas might touch
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| Game plan as easy as roll up and light dutch
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| And on and on and on… |