I walk a mile in my own shoes
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Crown the king, in the name of the father
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Let the sermon begin, hail observant again
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Watchin my mind spin
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Watchin how time can turn enemies into friends
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And friends to enemies, why did he envy me?
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Is it because I M.C. breakin in social scenes?
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How do you mean?
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Of course I miss em
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But I had to diss em all, cuz self-hating's not my mission
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Nope
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I'm just a man
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Doin the best he can
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Doin the best he can
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I'm just a man
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I might fall short
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But I look a unseen hand
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Look a unseen hand
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Look a unseen hand
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I'm just a man
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Doin the best he can
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Doin the best he can
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I'm just a man
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I might fall short
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But I look a unseen hand
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Yea, sometimes I ask myself
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I ask late at night:
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Who am I using?
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Who is abusing?
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Who is he choosing?
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Who am I sleeping on that im confusing?
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Who is my muse?
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She probably plays the guitar
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Probably forth dimension, or probably liven large
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So many scars, young black boy in my room
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Made my style animated call my style cartoon
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That cha bump
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When your drivin up the coast line
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Your closed mine exposed by the sunshine
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Designed, by the most hot
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I'm just a man
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Doin the best he can
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Doin the best he can
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I'm just a man
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I might fall short
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But I look a unseen hand
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Look a unseen hand
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Look a unseen hand
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I'm just a man
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Doin the best he can
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Doin the best he can
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I'm just a man
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I might fall short
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But I look a unseen hand
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Do the hustle
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Rain down on me
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Rain down on me
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The Aviator
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K-OS |