| I felt free
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| I felt absolutely free
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| I had the freedom in me
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| I mean, I was making my own moves
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| Understand?
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| Hooligans
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| They gon' be dancin' in the streets
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| Dancin' in the streets
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| Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| We gon' be dancin' in the streets
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| Belly of the beast
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| On some Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| I ain’t one to play, uh
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| Inside the schizophrenic mind
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| Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Fly
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| If the law don’t kill me first, the doors commit suicide
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| They gon' shoot me if I don’t or if I do comply
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| Least I’ll die a black messiah even if I’m crucified
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| Streets is in a uproar, police is at your front door
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| Left 'em full of holes, you’d have thought it was Connect 4
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| Soowoo red all over his white Air Force
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| Standin' there wishin' I cared more
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| Whippin' a Maserati on Hollywood, speedin', dodgin' my demons
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| TMZ and the paparazzi tweakin', dyin' to see 'em
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| «Who inside that? |
| Only a rockstar could drive that»
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| Switch lanes on 'em, let me not get sidetracked
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| Slide back to the block where the guys at
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| Rob you for your Jordans and your soul get hijacked
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| The same block where niggas shot dice and died at
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| And mothers cried at, that’s where we ride at
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| They gon' be dancin' in the streets
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| Dancin' in the streets
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| Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| We gon' be dancin' in the streets
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| Belly of the beast
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| On some Ali Bomaye, ayy
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| I ain’t one to play, uh
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| What happens when you cage a man of madness
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| And add some gravity onto his soul?
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| Trapped inside a maze you can’t imagine
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| Wonder if it’s all worth living for
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| I gotta break out, (Hey!) break out
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| Break out, yeah, uh
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| I gotta break out, oh, break out
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| I don’t wanna break down (No!) |