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Golden Years - Bliss N Eso |
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Ya |
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Check it out |
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It goes like this |
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It's the warmth when it's cold and it's stormin |
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It's driftin off to the sound of the rain |
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It's gettin up, kickin goals in the mornin |
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It's liftin up from the ground with your flame |
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It's the strength to with stand life lessons |
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It's the clock as the hand strikes seconds |
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It's my movie, where every memory's a color |
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I collect to expand my spectrum |
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It's the simple days, Childhood here now, |
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then it's gone in an instant |
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Back when the wall around my world was |
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a little to high to see beyond in the distance |
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It's the smell of my mitt in the fresh grass |
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Little league, and the times that I'm so free |
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It's snow days, Martachello park |
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When the sleds hit the hills and |
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their flyin through the oak trees |
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It's the kid who collects cards, |
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back in 91 summertime comin out the store and |
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It's the fact he's unrappin the pack with |
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a smile on his dial cause he's scorin the Jordan |
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Past times, I hold em dear. |
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It's Maryland Virginia, bold and clear |
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The way the leaves on those trees in the streets |
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would fall in the fall, |
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all to paint my golden years and yeah |
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When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays |
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I've written every page of my life's play |
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I've drawn through my eyes |
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I've colored outside the lines |
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Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by |
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When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays |
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I've written every page of my life's play |
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I've drawn through my eyes |
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I've colored outside the lines |
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Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by |
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It's a bumpy road, tryin to steer through |
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the years of a genius |
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Can't conceal what I feel, this is real |
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and the deal is it heals like the tears from a phoenix |
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And I remember those days with my dad |
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in the great outdoors getting raised by the land |
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Not knowin how hard life gets |
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Call me huckleberry when I start my quest |
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So jump on my cloud, sit back and lounge |
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My wings are the size of a rich rappers house |
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I'll never leave, so, picture a Viking |
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Who's, memory is like Christian the lion |
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That was me goin town to town |
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On fireworks night you couldn't count me out |
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My mates older brothers had a hundred of the buggers |
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Take cover cause we nearly burned down the house |
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I remember when they took away my wu-tang |
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Sittin there till the bell in my school rang |
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Playin pool on the cool where the rules are abused |
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My adventure to the center where the youth hang |
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And grandmas, we'd visit every journey |
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A living room stage where I'd mimic Eddy Murphey |
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Or kid and play, I'd play delirious |
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So damn much, they couldn't take me serious |
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When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays |
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I've written every page of my life's play |
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I've drawn through my eyes |
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I've colored outside the lines |
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Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by |
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When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays |
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I've written every page of my life's play |
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I've drawn through my eyes |
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I've colored outside the lines |
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Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by |
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