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Always in trouble need love on the double spent cake |
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And a lifetime climbing to the level |
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Contract with the devil loopholed expiration date |
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On the side of good people always set the record straight |
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Round and round the piano keys meditate |
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Felt in the music need it now can't let it wait |
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Not a secret everything is all out and exposed |
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It's going down like the water in the river flows |
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How it goes another day another story told |
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Stuck inside the puzzle searching still trying to get a hold |
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Forgotten souls got lost in the cold trying |
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To get freedom now they need 'em walking down to hope road |
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Said they hope so but it was a no go |
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Front row stage show well placed logo |
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Fancy lights and the cameras are on |
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But he don't care he's just there to sing another sad love song |
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[Hook: Pase Rock] |
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Fade to black the soundtrack to another night |
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The music of the rain and the city lights |
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Feel no pain it makes the whole city bright |
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Without the sparkle or hype it's just another night |
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[Verse 2] |
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(Pase Rock) |
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And they all knew what it was from the first glance |
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No excuses should've planned in advance man |
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(Substabtial) |
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Documented on ProTools or Tascam |
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Struggles & hustles of an ordinary black man |
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(pase rock) |
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Spin a record with two week life span |
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Can't find a good girl so we hug the mic stand |
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(Substantial) |
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Not a lot of paper left in his right hand |
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Making enemies of folks he treated like fam |
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(pase rock) |
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Stone cold solid rock every point stop |
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What you lean on soon as the pressure drops |
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(Substantial) |
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Ghetto hot |
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Know the ledge and you'll hear the shot |
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But he'll never stop |
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'Til his name's known on every block |
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(pase rock) |
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Spread my wings fly away to the night beat |
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He's wide awake while the rest of the city sleeps |
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(Substantial) |
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In these gritty streets |
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Dudes creep with plenty heat |
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Pay it no mind and we grind losing plenty sleep |
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[Verse 3: Substantial] |
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Yo... Yo... |
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Some play for keeps while you laid asleep |
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In the dark your worst nightmare waits for he |
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Anything discern, no dawn or despair |
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Air's crisp and calm I think a storm is near |
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And I'm watching lightning dance across the skyline |
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Usually miss it, rarely find time |
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To bask in blackness, hint of line shine |
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But in a jazz pub chilling, sippin with fine wine |
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Hypnotize by the strum of the upright |
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Feel like lost souls got their eyes on me some nights |
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So keep my eyes wide and move cautious |
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Slip and find yourself in a brand new coffin |
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By the morning... |
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Now you're the one with the night breed |
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You should've known better if you're anything like me |
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But the city lights will seduce you |
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Daywalkers beware if it's not what you're used to |
