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We 're flying high |
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We 're flying right up to the sky |
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We fly so high |
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We're flying right up to the sky |
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We fly so high, we fly so high |
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Rap: |
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Yes I don't need no stress |
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'Cause that's the kind of stuff that makes a mess |
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Breakin' me down and takin' me to the test |
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Keepin' me brother from givin' my best |
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Gotta chill gotta chill gotta gotta kill |
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Before I cannot feel anything that's goin' down |
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Turnin' my head around and around |
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Takin' me to the highest level |
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Diggin' my own grave with a shovel |
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Many boss remain in my brain |
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Cover me truly and sing. |
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I cannot speak, I cannot speak |
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I wake up sweatin' up in my sleep |
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That's why, that's why I'm flyin' high. |
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Chorus: |
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We're flying high (We're flying high) |
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We're flying right up to the sky |
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We fly so high (We fly so high) |
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We're flying right up to the sky |
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With an extra station from the ground |
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The stars are shining round and round |
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So high we're flying right up to the sky. |
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We're flying high (We fly so high, we fly so high) |
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We're flying high. |
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Yeah that's the way I got to go |
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When everybody's singin' my mo and mo |
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Pickin' up the record in a record store |
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Hollywood, Hollywood on the radio |
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Jammin', jammin' forty people bang me |
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It's me and gets his slam in right |
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So why don't you play all night |
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Puttin' on the jeans and the jeans all tight |
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Gotta go gotta go gotta go now |
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Try to relax and I don't know how |
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Listenin' to the sound I like to hear best |
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The sound that makes me cheer |
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I'm gettin' away from a everyday cry |
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Runnin' away from hardcore lie |
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I'm flyin', I'm flyin' high. |
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Chorus x2 |
