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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
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I drop beats from this processed meat |
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For a conversation, a meditation |
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And I cut waves like some unborn sage |
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Just like terrorists on a day of rest singing |
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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
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I break bones stealing mobile phones |
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And I'm cuttin' deals for these homeless meals |
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Making idle threats using |
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Chinese burns |
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As you load my head with the grateful dead singing |
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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
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I ran from the tide |
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Won't let you hide |
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Won't let you hide |
