Every time I walk
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Every time I run
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Every time I move
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As always, for us
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Every time I look
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Every time I love
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Every time I hope
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As always, for us
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(On the street, I¡¯m still)
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³» µÎ ¹ßÀº ¼±¶æ °É¾î, anywhere
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J in the air
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°¡´Â ±æÀÌ Èñ¸ÁÀÌ µÇ°íÀÚ ÇÏ¿©,
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³ª ±¸Å¿©
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Even my walk was made of
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your love and your faith
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º¸´äÀ» ÇØ, Àú ¸Ö¸®¼¶óµµ ³ªºñ°¡ µÇ¾î
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Now just walk lightly,
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whenever you want
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Go on hopefully, wherever you walk
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Everywhere (I¡¯ll be)
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Every time I walk
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Every time I run
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Every time I move
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As always, for us
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Every time I look
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Every time I love
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Every time I hope
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As always, for us
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(On the street, I¡¯m still)
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All hail the mighty survivor of hell,
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Plopped down from heaven to sell
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Holy water that I scooped
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from the well
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Fought tooth and a nail,
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Just to prevail mongst it¡¯s ruthless
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As I move through the field
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Feelin worried
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In a hurry like a 2 minute drill
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To make a couple mil
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Off a lucrative deal
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Selling train of thought,
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Name a artist who could derail
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You¡¯ll never see it
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like a n**** hula hoopin in jail
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I got a friend smart as f***,
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but he stupid as hell
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He swear that God ain¡¯t real
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Since it ain¡¯t no way to prove it his self
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As if the universe ain¡¯t enough,
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as if the volcanoes ain¡¯t erupt
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As if the birds don¡¯t chirp,
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as if a trillion nerves don¡¯t work
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in the human body
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Who would I be?
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Without the creator of this theater
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Beside me to gently guide me?
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Somedays I wonder
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if I need to pick a different hobby
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I¡¯m deep in with this rappin
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It¡¯s all a n**** know
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I never didn¡¯t nothin better,
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it¡¯s hard to let it go
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But like a father,
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watching his daughter,
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walk down the altar,
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With tears in his eyes,
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you gotta let her grow
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And so I shall,
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but first I been honing my style
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Coldest around,
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with more quotables than
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what the quota allows
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You see a top 10 list
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I see a Golden Corral, n****
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As the moon jumps over the cow
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I contemplate if I should
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wait to hand over the crown
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And stick around for a bit longer
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I got a strange type of hunger
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The more I eat the more
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it gets stronger,
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The more it gets stronger
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I said the more it gets stronger
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j-hope
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Cole World
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Every time I walk
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Every time I run
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Every time I move
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As always, for us
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Every time I look
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Every time I love
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Every time I hope
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As always, for us
|
(On the street, I¡¯m still)
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Every time I walk
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Every time I run
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Every time I move
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As always, for us
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Every time I look
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Every time I love
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Every time I hope
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As always, for us
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(On the street, I¡¯m still)
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on the street (with J. Cole)
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j-hope, J. Cole |