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I had a dream that I had woke up |
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It turned out to be a nigh*************are |
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You ever been stuck? Well so what, I'm a roll up |
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Dos of something nice here, it don't fight fair |
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And I'm gone |
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A phantom in the night, right |
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Mother******s slacking |
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While they ramble about the zeitgeist |
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And Sci-Fi, I called it right? |
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When I should have been making songs |
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I was training my sixth man; trying to catch that Kangaskhan |
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How I know what's going on with me, beyond sickly |
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My mental state |
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I compromised my art form to say that I could innovate |
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I feel like I'm not me no more, but pray for my resemblance's sake |
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Stepping backwards in it, that's a detrimental pace |
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You gotta love yourself before you let your guard down |
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I'm in the night sky, just praying that I don't fall down |
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I had dreams of being star-bound, a falling-comet |
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I will smoke until I stop-motion, I'm Wallace, Gromit |
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Light the fire |
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The time is right |
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You hold me tight |
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And love's got me high |
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Man, I used to give a ************* about rap |
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Two *************ts for these games |
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I'm above all these names |
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Word to Waka Flocka Flame |
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I went hard into paint |
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Used to do this for the art too |
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Then I met you, cupid struck my heart with a harpoon |
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And I was pulled in, deeper and deeper |
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My cares for this world got weaker and weaker |
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My hopes and my dreams? They left with the sleeper |
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Just to walk home with you, probably think I'm a creeper |
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This is cliche |
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But you are more than a friend to me |
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I know there's nothing I can do, If you were only in to me |
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Before I left, but now I'm back, and I would do anything |
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I can't do anything, unless it's got to do with you |
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I'd rather walk with Emily, I guess I got some work to do |
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Despite the hurt, still this ******* work is due |
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If it took ten years, *************t, I'd rather work with you |
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Cause ten years seems near, if I knew I could be with you |
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That's the truth |
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The time is right |
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You hold me tight |
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And love's got me high |
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Uh |
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Good evening melancholy |
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Sometimes I wish I'd leave this hellish body |
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And relieve myself from meaningless distress |
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But tonight, you ain't seeing me upset |
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No, my girl ain't get back with me |
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Nor at least send me a text |
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And nah |
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My parents still believe that I ain't *************t |
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And my pockets still as empty as the week before I left |
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And no |
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I still ain't get no sleep, I need a rest |
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Been conceivably obsessed |
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With perceiving self is seemingly a risk |
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But alas, I conceived some intellect |
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Intercept that inner-threat and transform it using sense |
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Lost a lot of blood, but gained a lot of water since |
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It sure probably sound corny, and how boring to my friends |
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But thanks to them I'm sitting there complacent on this bench |
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Gazing at the stars in this space I feel content |
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I may have not always conquered all the places that I've went |
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But I've always felt contented with the faces that I've met |