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Out of sight, out of mind |
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Out of time to decide |
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Do we run? Should I hide? |
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For the rest of my life |
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Dear Anne, my number one fan |
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I write with the light from the lamp on my night stand |
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With my pen in my right and that's also my mic hand |
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Codeine in a Sprite can, ink on the white pad |
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And I'm thinking of life, Anne and wrong and right Anne |
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And sometimes I'm right and sometimes I might |
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Cannot find the light still my rhymes are bright |
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So I continue my plan and I'm sure like white sand |
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That they'll be price paying before my flight land |
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But still I want to see more than my sight can |
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A door so I can't ignore what I want anymore |
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So I just go: you can call me the "goer" |
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And oh, yeah I got a girl, she act like I owe her |
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And umm, sometimes it seems like I just don't know her |
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And yeah, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore |
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But I really hope I'm not starting to bore, page one |
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Out of sight, out of mind |
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Out of time to decide |
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Do we run? Should I hide? |
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For the rest of my life |
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Dear Anne, my number one fan |
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I write you this letter, I hope everything's grand |
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I hope everyone's good, I hope everyone's praying |
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I hope, hold up baby, let me switch hands |
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See, lately I've been dealing |
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With a lot of shit, Anne |
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It's burning me and I can't get out of this pan |
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And everytime I look there's a problem with this man |
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But I ain't tryna expose, I'm just tryna expand |
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But your support held me up like kickstands |
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And I'm also being more careful in how I pick friends |
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Anne, I'm trying to stay up out them |
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Chicks' pants, but I just can't! |
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But on another note, this ain't just another note |
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This is more than a rap - this is more of an oath |
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And I know you're wondering what this letter is for |
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And I'm just hoping that you read this far, page two |
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Out of sight, out of mind |
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Out of time to decide |
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Do we run? Should I hide? |
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For the rest of my life |
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Dear Anne, my number one fan |
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By now you probably think that I'm portrayin' who I'm sayin' |
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And sometimes I wish I wasn't him, but I am |
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And it's people like you that make me proud of what I am |
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Hey, you are the shit, damn pardon the gram' |
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But it's like you make me feel like I'm a part of the Fam |
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And shit, when my life is like some sort of exam |
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It's a jungle out there, lions, horses and rams |
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Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to begin |
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I just think of you then I'm rewarded again, Anne |
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With you, is where my artistry can, Anne |
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So with you, is where a part of me stands, Anne |
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I hope I see you in the stands, Anne |
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Because you know I understand, Anne |
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And I'm sorry about Stan |
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So I wrote this to say that I'm your number one fan |