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There's sap in the trees if you tap 'em |
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There's blood on the seas if you map 'em |
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Christian, if you see your poppa |
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Tell him I love him |
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He taught me to love in the wild and |
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Fight in the gym |
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He taught me the bottle gives birth to the cup |
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And you won't get hurt if you just |
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Keep your hands up |
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And stand tall |
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Like sycamores |
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Sycamore got to grow down to grow up |
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Young girl told the soul like baby's first cup |
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And when they bend you in two |
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And say too green for the fire |
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When all you want to do is be a part of the fire |
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All you want to do is be the fire part of fire |
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Like sycamores |
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There's sap in the trees if you tap 'em |
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There's blood on the seas if you map 'em |
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Christian when I see your poppa |
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I'll tell him you love him |
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And remember to love in the wild and |
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Fight in the gym |
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Remember the bottle gives birth to the cup |
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And you won't get hurt if you just |
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Keep your hands up |
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And stand tall |
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Like sycamores |
