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[Intro: SPZRKT] |
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Look for the stars |
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Look for the roaming crowd |
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And I will not be there |
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Look for the roses |
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They love me, they didn't |
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And I'm still a misfit |
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[Intro: Andy Mineo] |
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Come together like a hundred different strands |
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Wanna make God laugh well just tell Him your plans |
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[Hook: Andy Mineo] |
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Oooh! That's right (that's right) |
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My life sorta like a Coogi sweater |
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Oooh! That's right |
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My life like a Coogi Sweater |
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[Verse 1: Martymar] |
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Started rapping with my boys as a hobby |
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Driving to the mall freestyling in a car seat |
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Homie, I never ever thought that I'd be here |
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Went from sitting all alone to a beach chair |
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Homie, what I look like tryna get approval |
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All these funny looking rappers in their cool clothes |
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Independent rappers touring off of TuneCore |
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And I'll be repping Misfit Gang to my funeral |
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This is how it goes and I know it's so beautiful |
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Cuz' it be doing what I'm doing it's unusual |
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And if I didn't mention God I'd be stupid though |
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(Cuz', literally, he's amazing so... ugh) |
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This is how I'm living trying to finish up an album |
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Gotta hustle everyday never had a how come? |
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Two years before they were asking were you found em' |
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I feel like Wu Tang 93 Shaolin |
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I just wanna live young party with my misfits |
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Always was a stand out never try to to fit in |
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And I'm a do me, I never try to give in |
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Everybody got a cosign, we're the ones who didn't homie |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2: Andy Mineo] |
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Fernie shot a text with the dragon face (ERR!) |
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So I hit him with the whales |
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Me and my lady doing real good |
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Young boy bout to take a trip to Zales, that's trill! |
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Never ever thought that I would settle down |
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Every other city I was running round, shutting down stages |
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Places and states with amazing ladies |
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But after all that I found my favorite |
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White boy with the black gauges |
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Growing up I didn't have belts I had laces |
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Mamma working overnight never did the day shift, bat life |
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Now I live the rap life, how the heck he made it? |
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Aw! Scratching on their head like they had lice |
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Now I gotta catch the last flight |
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Cuz' I got church in the AM, preach |
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Call me Uncle Drew they don't know who they playing with boy |
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There's levels to this weird, levels to this beard |
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Rappers I grew up on now on levels with my peers |
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I down at the piers, pan sear the Ahi |
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Coogi sweater it was knitted by the Aussies |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 3: F.E.R.N.] |
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From my cousin pop lock with the L this your song |
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Singing from the yard cutting so strong |
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Street life met me at like 16 |
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Lil jit stunting on them bikes having big dreams |
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18 painting pictures like Sistines |
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99' had the double thin big screen |
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For two years drove my Honda round the big tree |
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2005 signed to Sony rocking [?] |
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And time flies seen'em throw it at me |
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I'm a G did mine with the Lord beside me |
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The whole time I was there they hadn't tried me |
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Respect goes a long way, I noticed that actually |
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And now back to the streets |
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They still playing keeps, ya'll still staying asleep |
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When the enemy's out there devouring the weak |
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And you worry bout your petty little salary this week |
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You see, they got you thinking bout the wrong thing |
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Promoting real heavy like Don King |
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And this is that flow ya'll been waiting for |
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So listen to the words that the song sings, FERN... |
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[Hook] |
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[Outro: Martymar] |
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Ay yo, um, catch me in Washington Heights |
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Not speaking English |
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Haha |
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Aaah! |
