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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways |
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Because the music's my savior |
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And no one can take my pain |
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Except for this paper |
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The page flows like rain |
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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways. |
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Instead of staying the same |
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Because I see better days ahead of me |
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I paint them on the page |
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Then I save them for the rainy ones |
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When anger and the anguish want to hang around |
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I say em outloud and complain to them. |
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I figure I'm made to live and haven't gone that far |
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But I made it here so if there is a god I give thanks to him. |
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Then I take a pen and make amends again, |
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The only way I know to repent. |
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I know somebody listenin. |
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Dear God I'm so thankful for you keeping my plate full, |
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The struggles, heartache, pain, the progress and the breakthrough. |
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Every single track has made who I am to this day |
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Prove this page is the only way to paint you |
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But lately it's like my soul feels counterfeits |
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Scared to pick up the pen to see what the hell might come out of it. |
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So God grant me the serenity without giving me the christianing |
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Because all I ever needed was a beat and people listening. |
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Step cousins. |
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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways |
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Because the music's my savior |
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And no one can take my pain |
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Except for this paper |
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The page flows like rain |
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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways. |
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Instead of rotting away and plotting my grave, hiding in a bottomless shame. |
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I found a way to fight my way out and see the light of day |
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And proud to say I took the safe route but there's a price to pay. |
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They like to keep my name in they mouth and tell lies on me. |
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What you see is what you get, truth in the flesh homie. |
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You can do the rest I'm through with trying to prove myself to you. |
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I'll see you when you wake up, hope the feeling is mutual. |
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Now for artists and musicians you see the target's to list, |
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To the heart inscripts with no margins, no limits |
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To make to pain, strengths and rays a part of the picture |
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And can bathe in every shade and take it further and vivid. |
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They're going to say what they say, |
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The - and whatever the dj plays they mark and they gimik. |
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But I've got a path to follow and along with the distance I realize I'm already awake, |
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I'm just starting to live it. My language. |
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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways |
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Because the music's my savior |
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And no one can take my pain |
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Except for this paper |
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The page flows like rain |
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As soon as I wake up |
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I'm going to change my ways. |
