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Yes, yes [x3] |
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[Chorus x2] |
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Yes, Yes |
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Los Angeles fresh, Los Angeles fresh |
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Yes, Yes, Yes |
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Los Angeles fresh, Los Angeles fresh, Los Angeles fresh |
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Bright lights |
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Bust stops |
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Like cops |
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Pop locks |
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Chain linked fence henceforth |
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Talent is received |
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All sorts of goals achieved |
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Reach souls |
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Tore down divisions like Berlin straight as poles |
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Waving flags you're in tune |
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With maroon moon |
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As time flies friendly skies |
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Visionaries take the red out your eyes |
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Suit the flies with this application |
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Loving is my occupation |
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Recycle hesitation |
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Back and forth pacing |
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Speak or basing |
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Humans racing |
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Loving when they're hating |
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Take it evil feeling backwards to live |
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Every time I bust I got something to give |
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An individual who remains invisible |
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Indivisible |
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My habitual ritual |
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Is to uplift all those who are willing |
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Living in a city where the devil makes a killing |
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Dealing lost angles |
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Material things |
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Plus I gotcha to hot |
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Burnt off the wings |
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Mic dreams to pipe dreams |
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Villages of right teams |
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Were enlightening with what we say |
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K.O.O.L will make you l.o.o.k |
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In a different type of way for L.A., C.A. |
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[Chorus x2] |
| [2mex] |
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I am an Indian alien |
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Alien Indian |
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Mexican medicine, messages of oxygen |
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Now support the easier limb |
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Be one without and you will live easier |
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That's easier man |
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Love the one your with |
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I repeat love the one your with |
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External beauty is just a temporary myth |
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Some things always trying take away your gift |
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Never walk away wondering if |
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Life was fake |
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My sister is great |
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They call me Mr. Mistake |
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I kissed this girl on a date |
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I couldn't wait |
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She was like chill |
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It wasn't gods will |
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Of Mexican descent I am still |
