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I had a dream - of the wide open prairie |
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I had a dream - of the pale morning sky |
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And we were the same - just the same - you an' |
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I.We are like birds of a feather |
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We are two hearts joined together |
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We will be forever as one... |
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My brother under the sun.[Verse 1: Joe Budden] |
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Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check |
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Mic check, 1, 2, 1, 2. |
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Ol' head said reality is fake an' fake's the new real |
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Nuttin' prescribed to me, but takin' a few pills. |
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Ain't try'nna be the dude that's raisin' the blue steel |
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Vic's help me escape, they give me a new feel. |
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Unedited, ay'day is a newsreel, some cake an' a few bills |
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Honestly, all it'll take is a few mill (for what?) |
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For me not ta' have ta' portray no true skill (but!) |
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But lemme' jus' watch what |
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I say, the truth kills.(So) |
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Be careful what'chu wish for |
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If I totally ignore it, |
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I might withdraw. |
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I used ta' be pissed-off, piss-poor |
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Money Chris |
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Paul, (it was) like this short. |
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It was kinda' hard ta' get the whole puzzle workin' wit' half a jigsaw |
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I got mine, let me help you get yours wit'out gettin' ripped off. |
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I left a trail nigga, follow it |
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An' when it's gone, make a new one, don't remodel shit. |
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Oh![Hook: Bryan Adams - "Brothers Under The Sun" Sample] |
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We are like birds of a feather |
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We are two hearts joined together |
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We will be forever as one... |
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My brother under the sun.[Verse 2: Joe Budden] |
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Make ya own mutha'fuckin' footsteps nigga, don't follow mine! |
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Huh!? I got great problems though, my problems are good! |
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L-Look, look, look... |
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New suit, dude nervous (what else?) |
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Ol' case, new judge, new verdict (what else?) |
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A new outcome like somebody reversed it(I mean I'm) |
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I feel like |
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I'm a new man, a new purpose.(Oh!) |
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It's like a nigga ain't feelin' so worthless |
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Kneel down an' worship, all them years was worth it. |
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So when he opened his mouth, |
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I was stunned |
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He said, "You can't deny a man his son." |
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Be clear.So if he wanna be there, you let 'em be there |
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Be fair, I mean, |
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I can see he wants ta' be near. |
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I can see that he cares |
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I'll lock your ass up you don't oblige, be-ware. (I mean it) |
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She stared, she scared. |
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My lil' dude always get the |
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World from me |
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An' you want 'em ta' have the |
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World, jus' not from me. |
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Back like |
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I never left, was never forced away |
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Got nuttin' more ta' say. |
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Oh![Hook: Bryan Adams - "Brothers Under The Sun" Sample] |
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We are like birds of a feather |
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We are two hearts joined together |
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We will be forever as one... |
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My brother under the sun.[Verse 3: Joe Budden] |
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When I see you |
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I'm disgusted (nigga!) |
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Can't believe |
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I was ever in love wit' (nigga!) |
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Must've been dusted, 'cause you look like shit |
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All these years, they ain't done you no justice. (Look at'chu!) |
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I mean you all fucked up, can't get cash |
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Still bitter over a badge you can't get passed. (Huh?!) |
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Jus' sad, get mad 'cause my bitch bad |
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Everyday she switch heels, switch bags. (Whoa!) |
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It's like we livin' on a dock nigga, big pad |
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You can't afford a deposit on my closet. (Not even) |
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Since you, all |
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I ever known was fly shit |
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Unfortunately, you ain't fittin' that logic.' |
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Cause you're much less |
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Sometimes you gotta' stand by your failures to recognize your success. |
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Still, I'll be the bigger man an' wish her all the best |
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While knowin' she'll never get it |
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So why would she ever quit it, it's ridiculous.[Hook: Bryan Adams - "Brothers Under The Sun" Sample] |
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We are like birds of a feather |
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We are two hearts joined together |
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We will be forever as one... |
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My brother under the sun. |
