Yo, Part two
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Where is my mind, man?
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Yo
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Starry eyed checkin' contour lines
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Addicted to this universal feeling called life
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Astronomy class, round here we own the night
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Good gracious, kiss gravity goodbye
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And fuck a big jet plane we get fly
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So they all wanna know, what did you pay? What was your price?
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It was like 50 and 5, shit I hope you don't mind
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But you ain't gotta wake up tomorrow, do it again like
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Reason, closing the window of time
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But I'm still trying to find what scene to call mine
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Still on the chase, pedal to the metal
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Who's the sickest hey? Speak of the devil
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This city crazy, need exile quicker than tyres by Michelin
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Heart beat quickening
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Full tote technique, no half ass lyric
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And paint the town red till the bar staff sick of him, what?
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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They all wanna know where is my mind?
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I'm probably listening to hip hop like
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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Still
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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I'm probably listening to hip hop
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It's all good, I'll walk you home,
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I know, we need somewhere, we all need somewhere to go
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And if the city had a voice then the power of the spoken
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Wouldn't be wasted on jerks with phones
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Yes, Yes I'll be staying right here
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Till my testimonial year
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My people got the same idea
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We got a good thing, You know it's true
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She said I don't mess with boys like you
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What am I supposed to do
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You don't know me, you have got me wrong
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Still the beat goes on and on
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Gonna hear that all summer long
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Make you wanna go back
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Wanna put it on wax
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Cos we get it done proper, we move it up
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We take the party with us, even on the bus
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Shit, can't forget that when we were kids once
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And on that note one love Huntz
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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I'm probably listening to hip hop like
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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Still
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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I'm probably listening to hip hop
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And as the days go by, savour the taste
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Cos it call all wash away in the rain
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So as fas as a cigarette break it can wait
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We party party from burn city bars to Bali
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Bombs away! Piss parties Chris Farley couldn't contemplate
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Brain need a new coat of paint
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Mind games not limited to our CD's
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Who am I? Where's Elvis? How TV? What up!
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I feel I've been down this road before where
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They all wanna know what you in it for
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Drama? The money? the sum of it all?
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I just wanna wake to a good morning with my faith restored
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And spend the night prior rolling balls
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On the prowl, still a mister no body
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Yeah I know the score
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But like pieces to the puzzle, we does it
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Australian hip hop, I love it, I love it
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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I'm probably listening to hip hop like
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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Still
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They all wanna know where is my mind
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I'm probably listening to hip hop
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Yo, So there you have it
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Where is my mind, I'm still looking for it. shit
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Shout outs to everybody involved in the track, right
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You write this shit not me
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So thanks for that
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Where Is My Mind, Pt. 2
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| Illy |
