| Eh…
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| Eh…
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| Daxbeats
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| Ah…
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| Yo, ah, I forgot
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| I forgot my mind
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| But then I remember
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| Remember…
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| 'Cause I’m so throwed
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| Please don’t let re-load
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| Steppin' out my clothes
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| Trancin' from my mood — fly
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| Lost in that quick sand, don’t touch my quick stand
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| Hold me up, grow me up, another dude, focus up
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| World’s spinning out of touch, I’ll be in my zone
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| Mostly in and out of luck, found a happy home
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| Talkin' on that boom break, have a slice of moon cake
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| It’s okay 'cause soon you a zoom bases soon shake,
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| Ride em in them owes till they fall into summer,
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| So keep it to your jar what they call packs…
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| I’m cool like I’m shad rack, me shaka binda
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| Go feel the flow, I’ll be gone till November
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| That boy’s a contender, bouncing at the pinnacle
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| Pure celebration with joy indivisible
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| I Know you can’t break it, so please try to mash
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| We vivin off the lime like fly to the death
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| Let’s speak in Bangladesh, we may have messed with stress
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| So my head stay present at the end of contest
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| In the centre of the dance floor, sinking the ocean
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| My brother got to thank dough, purple emotion
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| And I’ma keep soaking, deep in the mystery
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| Feeling outta energy, thought that potentially
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| Can’t combine 'em. |
| Complete symmetry
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| In the liming my speech is an entity
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| And this is meant to be succeed the perfect
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| Proceed on the surfing, you need me I’m surfing
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| Standing against the sky with my mind all see through
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| And thought is illegal, just be with the people
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| These moments are peaceful, I hold 'em like the best friends
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| And raised in recession, respecting the blessings
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| That’s deserved, rapped around some herbs
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| And shawty got curves all we do here swerve
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| Head high like I’m saying I salute
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| Livin life up the loop, always speak about the truth |