Ladies and gentlemen, Cee-Lo
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[Cee-Lo]
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Peace
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How y'all feel out there
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That's cool
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Alright
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You know, sometimes I wanna rap
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Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean
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Sometimes all it calls for is a nice mellow groove
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Hit of rimshot, you know
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Just get, you know, get you open
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But I wanna do a piece for y'all tonight, it's called sometimes
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Alright, so check it out
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Sometimes a stranger can be your best friend
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Sometimes being angry is the best mood
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Sometimes seeing you feel good makes me feel even better
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Sometimes hunger is the best food
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Sometimes good just ain't good enough
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And other times evil will get you even
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Sometimes faith is not knowing any better
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Sometimes nothing is what you believe in
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Woah
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Sometimes I don't even want a hit
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Sometimes you fail trying
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And sometimes happiness hurts worse
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Sometimes people live dying
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Sometimes it's the last person that makes you first
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Sometimes you'll keep what you don't want
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And other times you'll give away what you really need
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Sometimes a rich man won't have a dollar
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And all a poor man has is greed
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Woah
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Sometimes
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Sometimes I just wanna listen
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Sounds good to me
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Yeah
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Ay yo Lock, put them strings right here
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Sometimes I don't think people know I'm as good as I really am
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Now my recitings are writing over rhythm's
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Regularly reinacts facts of my existance
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So what proof of my expertise, many emcees know of me
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Using unrequested serious infested poetry
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To prevoke what persistance
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For instance, I don't let the T.V. screen come in between my daily routine
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At a spot where me and my boy went
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Someone interrupted our enjoyment
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What do you know, an out of work emcee looking for employment
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But I'm still curteous with my greeting, brother I'm eating
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And his style sounded similar to someone elses
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So evidently he's been cheating
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But I couldn't question the destiny in which we meet
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So, you guessed it, I suggested that he just have a seat
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And then I explained to him that I remained in the mean time
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Mastering mysterious methods of writing
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Finding my piece of mind with soft music and moonlighting
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Then supernaturaly I forsee the beginning stages
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And then eventually pages get filled completely
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You see, I dive into the depths of my soul
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Seeking to explore the hidden treasure of a pure literature
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While these others are unsure
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Being that the deepness makes them doubtful
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Deliberatly delaying
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Saying they'll settle for whatever washes toward the shore
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Delirous from dilusion
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My feelings were no more direct so the conclusion is seclusion
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Because mixed belief create confusion
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To remain plain and simplistic, realistic
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Accurate, articulate and absolutely artistic
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Uninhibited, unadulterated, unstoppable
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Unfuckwittable and unforgettable
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But since I've been granted the power of choice
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Let God bet the voice he is
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So all the credibility be his
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So let these be words of wisdom and in the same breath be warning
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God I shine like Sunday morning
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Woah
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Sometimes
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See you next time
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Sometimes
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Cee Lo Green |