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I consider myself a storyteller |
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I'm a writer, I'm a producer, I'm an author |
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I'm an actor, I'm a director |
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Let be able to go into these different worlds is very powerful for me |
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So I love to work |
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I don't know any other way |
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Part of it in the beginning was |
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I was running from poverty |
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I thought |
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Everything's messed up |
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I don't know what to do, where to go or look |
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Who I am? |
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Has to be |
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Pure |
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I'll get it, just patience |
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Work, earn, learning |
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Will he ever see to perceive me as other than pure |
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So check me in God (check me in, check me in) |
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Check me in God |
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To your gates, to your heaven, to your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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Check me in God |
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The streets dissect me by the limb |
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Check me in God (check me in, God) |
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To your gates, to your heaven, yo your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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Give me your soul, give me your beat |
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Give me everything I need just to unleash the beast |
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Darkest angel, but I come in peace |
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I flew over heads, I'm a traveling man |
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One sick mother****er with a way fare plan |
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To eliminate the feeling of the devil on my shoulders |
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I remain a soldier, starving artist with composure |
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If X marks the spot, give me three X's |
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Bare strength, hands like I hold them |
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More or less I mold them |
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I even turn my actions into diamonds if I smould 'em |
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Not a Simpson, but finally felt what home is |
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And my spirit needs fine tuning |
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A caveman and I'm finally a Conan |
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Ayo Peter, I'm also a Family Guy |
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So please, would you just let me in the house tonight |
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I know the night is young and a nigga was still taking baby steps |
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Until the light, struck and everything became radiant |
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So check me in God (check me in, check me in) |
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Check me in God |
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To your gates, to your heaven, to your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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Check me in God |
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The streets dissect me by the limb |
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Check me in God (check me in, God) |
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To your gates, to your heaven, to your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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I'm just pleading for the right, my nigga |
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To walk heaven grasses and be alright, my nigga |
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Narrow my vessel like a Vascular constrictor |
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I'm the agent that was sent from rags to riches |
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To rise in pitches, but life's hard |
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I could really argue my linguistics of this shit |
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Who really are you to judge a man |
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Tryna make it in this day and age, G |
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Don't expect silver spoons the way I was raised |
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Tear ducts dried up, some people walk in the rain |
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Others get wet, I show you how to walk with the pain |
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Imperfect world, I'm an angel, the same |
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Same sin that was on Paul trying to make a name |
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Look, now I'm a ghostwriter like I'm Nicolas Cage |
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And the enemies and friends I couldn't mention a thing |
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I left behind a whole life just to turn a new page |
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Now I'm just trying to show you the ways |
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So check me in God (check me in, check me in) |
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Check me in God |
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To your gates, to your heaven, to your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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Check me in God |
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The streets dissect me by the limb |
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Check me in God (check me in, God) |
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To your gates, to your heaven, yo your hymns God |
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Check me in, check me in |
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try to lie demands and offerings |
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But it has to be pure, be infinite |
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Like me and me |
| [03:10.01]All you [?] |
try to lie demands and offerings |
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But it has to be pure, be infinite |
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Like me and me |
