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See the joy of life beginning |
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See the joy of life beginning |
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Oh sweet joy |
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A brand new baby boy |
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My mind flashed back to the early moon |
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When I was just a sperm cell in the fallopian tube |
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In the mist of a state of triple darkness |
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Going through a struggle so |
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I could exist |
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Avoiding everything that came within my path |
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As I watch other sperm cells get ripped in half |
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One out of a million completes the job |
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And for the other sperm cells the womb is a grave yard |
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Though my travels |
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I had to pass through |
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Alot of battles and violent hassles |
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Cause inside the womb |
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I was a foreign object |
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I'm like a new nigga walking through the project |
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Trouble, everywhere |
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I turnDamn its a struggle just being a sperm |
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Cell, so I attempt to prevail |
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I guess the womb is the first stage of hell |
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Now here I am in the danger zone |
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My head and my tail, my 23 chromosomes |
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But then again yo it can't be that bad cause my dad |
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He could have used a body bag |
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And if so then my tomb would have been the trash can inside my moms bedroom |
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But they was fucking, they was true to this |
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And here a go on a mission to the uterus |
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A million mother fuckers tried to race ahead |
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But I was the one that fertilized the egg |
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Then I thought then |
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I was safe |
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Because I reached home base |
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But oh no my job wasn't done |
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In fact my troubles had only begun life as a struggle |
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Life is the struggle |
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Life is the struggle |
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See the joy of life beginning |
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See the joy of life beginning |
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Oh sweet joy |
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A brand new baby boy |
