Uh, yeah, yeah just put it in the air
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Light that loud and watch disappear here
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Thoughts at the speed of light years, I could see the light
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Yeah, this the right year made the flow, yeah
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Clean easy to steer in space and time
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Erasing fine, amazing in the mason clichés
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Each day weigths out enlightenment
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Niggas blacked out, cause I got ultraviolent
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Now my wave lengths to the radio waves
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Still keep it under pavements but not a ratio change
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My patio the same, but I ain't even got to tell them that
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Poppy leave them dimes at my welcome mat
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Get high as heavens, hope he'll never come back
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I'm like 5'11, but have angelic contact
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The devil jealous in fact,
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Cause I rebel the spells with a letter to god,
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I swear you know me so well
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This one time, I said, Lord would you help?
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Some short time after see my music on the shelf
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And of course, I gotta think myself!
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My wealth is in my happiness and' and not my part to help you with stacks
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If you don't even think sometimes
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If its passion and relationships synchronize
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Drowning inside her, true eyes is to the higher
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I don't drink too much, I know the bud wiser
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It's the livest one!
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Their first time, son!
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Hook: (x2)
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Your dwags have got the load
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I know this main street go through the cold live
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Our sky high, it's sky high
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Uh, sky high, sky high!
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One hand on the mac, one hand on my sac
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I'm thinking to myself what if I handed it back
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But I gotta hand it to myself I'm handling rap
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Handsome versing that's like hand to hand combat
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Rehearsing, I got eight arms, nigga!
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Disarm your favorite rapper he won't come back
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Made flex drop eight times, nigga
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On contact, whine that like eight times.
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Got to keep it G, this for my masons
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Figure it out, eight times, the average of mind
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I may sign which I don't like lime light
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But I'll shine with ya
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Bitch, I gotta eat I might dine with ya!
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Yeah, I got bars but I'm like Akon with ya
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Convict music for real
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This industry give me chills
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Cause in the streets I'm chill,
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But still heating up for a mill
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I'm like so real, life is so surreal
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Sosa already got sealed for the way he revealed.
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Taking all this pin box still
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But I will never yield in this peaceful pro
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Thinking I gotta appeal.
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Cause I'm thinking like a deal, we'll get me live this swag for real
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If I sky forward, I'm thinking of jail!
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Hook: (x2)
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Your dwags have got the load
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I know this main street go through the cold live
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Our sky high, it's sky high
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Uh, sky high, sky high
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Selling ' on CDs
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'seeds on CVs
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Fight for all this' we live
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Exceptional is speaking
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Determination brings success on both seeds
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Friends wanting for'
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In them blood like ivies
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Cause every root one knew is'
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But these things I get'
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Hook: (x2)
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Your dwags have got the load
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I know this main street go through the cold live
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Our sky high, it's sky high
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Uh, sky high, sky high
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My Youth
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| Joey Badass |
