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My body is a cage |
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| [00:38.474][Buffalo Madonna:] |
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In the darkest of days |
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Men become kings and still die of old age |
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While the children become gods |
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At last the whole world begins to play |
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| [01:12.431][Pearl Dragon:] |
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My body is adorned with thorns |
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King with a crown of thorns |
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I wash my feet and kiss the ground I'm on |
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I wash my feet kiss the ground I'm on, I'm on |
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Jump niggas 'cause they thought I was a pawn |
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But knowing I'm a king, I'm about to get on |
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This the sirens for the quiet of the storm |
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Ring that alarm, r-r-ring that alarm |
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Yo, her body was adorned, adorned |
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And I adored her, so much that I had to ignore her |
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Her body I explored it, like an explorer |
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Her first name was Dora, her first name was Dora |
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I opened up the door and saw |
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My queen getting raw, getting raw |
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So like me beating, Reservoir Dog |
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Had to hit it raw, no not raw, dog |
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I was a hog, but I don't eat the pork |
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She was a swine, crippling' my time |
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On the cast of my pearl, yo she wasn't my girl |
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This wasn't reality, this wasn't my world |
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Like Jimi or Kurt before |
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King with a crown I shall be adored |
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Even if I have, always been ignored |
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I was not the norm I will not be ignored |
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| [02:24.542][Buffalo Madonna:] |
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In the darkest of days |
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Men become kings and still die of old age |
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While the children become gods |
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At last the whole world begins to play |
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| [02:48.311][Sir Thomas Gray:] |
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Young world, this the story of the kings |
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A nigga couldn't decide should I rap or should I sing |
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And since God blessed me with my wings |
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I'm like a lil' nappy-head Bill Russell with the rings, feel me? |
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Lately globe-trotting through a lotta traps |
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Friends become rats, I'm talking Judas in expensive slacks |
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**** 'em, to tell the truth now, I'm over that |
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Sucker'll be suckers, it don't matter that you roll with pack |
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I steady grab my nuts and you can roll with that |
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Pardon my back, and the weight on my shoulders, black |
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History's on my side, these niggas hard in their cars |
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But in the streets they can't look me in the eye |
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Look me in the eye, look me in the eye |
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Champagne Champagne |
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| [03:33.515][Macklemore:] |
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(Can I get 'em?) |
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Stand like a man, move like a legend |
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Talk but with action, that's how you'll be remembered |
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The greats learned that humility is a weapon |
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Sever ties with the part of you too big to learn a lesson |
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Sit in silence, to fight the mind and try to find the present |
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'Cause we only get a couple chances to be epic |
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And I'm connected, like God plugged my headphones |
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Directly into Heaven and told me to go and get 'em with this |
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Mic cord, I am, nothing you can tell me |
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They bark when they talk, but they walk like the legless |
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The purpose of my art is for people to respect me |
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I'm not a king, I'm a servant to the desires that tempt me |
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Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots |
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Be Emir to the people when they're searching for truth |
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Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots |
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Claim the mirror, my people, keep searching for you |
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| [04:23.755][Buffalo Madonna:] |
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In the darkest of days |
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Men become kings and still die of old age |
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While the children become gods |
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At last the whole world begins to play |
