[Stalley:]
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Skipping rocks on this Pebble Beach
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Rolling marijuana leaves
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Staring through this blue dream
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Trying to formulate this piece of mind into a speech
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Alone, but these snakes leech
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Trying to wrap (rap) around my ideas
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I'm just trying to wrap (rap) around my mind's fears, blind tears
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You can't see the pain, but your ears hear
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Everything my heart shares
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I'm just trying to part here (part hair)
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So I sit and spark here
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Smoking till I'm numb, yeah
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Really, I just want the pain to go
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Money, I ain't aiming fo'
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I just wanna lay low
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Farm house, stable
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Chevy with them fo' 27's
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When I'm revving (reverend), hear them angels
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I'm like they screaming through my songs
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My testimony shows, I rose
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Through the rumble, never crumble
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Held my head and stayed humble
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Never did I succumb to
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That fake ish, I run through
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Right down to Sally's Garden and sit comfortable
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She loves me, she loves me not...
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[Beat plays with crooning]
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[Stalley:]
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Walking through, picking all these roses
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Dreaming of Ferrari Testarossas
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And '76 Chevy Roadsters
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Like the ones on my bedroom posters
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Right next to the pin-ups and the toasters
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My dream wasn't Oprah's
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I just want the normal life
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Shoot guns with a pretty wife
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But that life
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No longer isn't sitting right
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I can't sleep at night
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It's been that way for years
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My life's been on cruise control
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It's time I switch gears
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Sally's Garden, only thing that moves me
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The grass blades and the trees, they be talking to me
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It's like some type of trippy movie
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That all ends up on the loose-leaf
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And every time I leave, I lose peace
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God, please have mercy on my soul
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Accept everything I owe
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And help me let go
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Of all the things you deem sinful
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I move fast, I'm 10 steps from being slow
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And my change is worth gold
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She loves me, she loves me not...
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[Beat plays with crooning]
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Petrin Hill Peonies
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| Stalley |
