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You gotta love it, you gotta love that sunshine. |
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Sunshine in their faces, sunshine in their faces. |
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I bet they never thought I'd come round like this. |
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They know better now, don't doubt my shit. |
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God knows what I'm bout to spit. |
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This is real, that's counterfeit. |
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Caterpiller, butterfly, alpha wolf. |
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Welcome to my house of blues, where mountains move |
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and there ain't no tellin what I'm bout to do. |
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It's V For Vendetta, me and this beat go together |
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like the sheep to each shepherd, like a cheif with his feathers. |
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I'ma be strong, I reckon I'm burnin refer in heaven, |
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I'm so unique with my methods that I'm too deep to be measured. |
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Get up, get down, I'm doin it again. |
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Big Macka, you know what it is. |
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I float for the kids, they float to the beat. |
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I rep one love, they don't give a shit. |
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I'm a bad baby, I bought the crib. |
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Let's flip that crown when I make the track. |
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I'm so provocative, I hit your town like a razorback. |
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Fade to black, face the facts, Macka makes him proud. |
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When that fat bitch sings, yo, I gaffitate the mouth. |
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These rappers shake the ground when flying where the light lives. |
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So one time for that sunshine that rises in your eyelids, priceless. |
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Sunshine in their faces, sunshine in their faces. |
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Sunshine in their faces, sunshine in their faces. |
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I have arrived, unorthodox, bending all the rules. |
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I get the reaction of Jackson when Marsalis told him |
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he's sending in the wolf (that's all you to say?) |
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But I'm back at the speed that an arrow goes, |
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from a Navajo, shootin out from under my clavicle. |
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The free radical is in your system, magical, |
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like you just went down that rabbit hole. |
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Not an average joe, in fact could pull a Full House |
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like Charlie Babbit bros (Bob Saget knows). |
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I make it Rainman, the way I make my point, |
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try to reach my goals. |
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And I live in the deep south |
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but I still make the food that can feed my soul. |
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Yup, oh yes, I've conjured it, to spread and pollinate continents. |
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I'm feelin marvelous, so martialist. |
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I target it, I conquer it. |
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Now, I looked up at a golden sky, electric filled and it opened wide. |
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Rays of sun started beamin down and the clock stood still in frozen time. |
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A steadily, heavily, energy, enemy and I begin to soar in flight. |
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So when it's night I project these poems you can see my work in the northern lights. |
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NICE |
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So I just stand on this island |
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and watch the sun kiss the world's face, |
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expanding horizons with the.. |
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Sunshine in their faces, sunshine in their faces. |
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Sunshine in their faces, sunshine in their faces. |
