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They say you went too far |
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Shot too high above yourself |
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The same old town |
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Talks itself into the ground |
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[Chorus] |
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But you've got that wild style |
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Yeah it's true |
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We all hear the music |
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But you take it all the way through |
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You've got that wild style |
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You've got that wild style |
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You've got that wild style for miles and miles |
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Same old laws and the same old sides |
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Pushing luck to the other sides |
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Same old places you could hide |
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Same old lows and the same old highs |
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[Chorus] |
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Oh but you've got that wild style |
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You've got that wild style |
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You've got that wild style for miles and miles |
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Same old scripts and the same old news |
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Same old orders same old cues |
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Same old work and the same old fun |
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Same old races lost and won |
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[Chorus] |
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But you've got that wild style |
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Yeah it's true |
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We all hear the music |
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But you take it all the way through |
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You've got it |
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Yeah that wild style |
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For miles and miles and miles and miles |
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But you've got it, |
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Yeah that wild style |
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For miles and miles and miles and miles |
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I know you run |
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Your imagination's |
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Individual ways |
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You don't need to ask |
