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Correct HSPTL Lyrics
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[Verse 1] I'd forgotten that we're all the same That our differences are all a game That were all like the super friends So every loser has a future win I had fell for the okie doke Lost my control like, "holy smokes" (gosh darn it) I really said worse than that I wish I could take the curses back I had spoke from a frequency That was pretty low I bet you folks would agree with me But when I thought it was impossible Somebody brought me to the hospital [Verse 2] I kept two feet in a cup of booze To try to stay above the blues That color's unnatural A result of personal subterfuge I had the let the bottle go Im tryin to be a role model, bro I was such a piss-poor example then Except for what not to do If I had a rap check to spend I'd go buy a big rare cockatoo I thought I was responsible Then they brought me to the hospital [Hook x2] Wherever I sit today In front or against the wall I can accept it all No matter which-a way Wherever I sit today Ima make a motherfucking throne [Verse 3] I used to be so jealous-hearted "How'd he get such a swell apartment?" Look at me counting other people's fans Instead of tryin to be a better eagleman I even hated on my own friends Turnin' up my nose with a clothespin Like pee-you In my head I had to make em wack Luckily I came a long way from that What kind of pal was I Leaving all those downloaded files to die? Now I'm bumping all these tracks And given em good honest feedback (cause thats, thats what I would want) It's like there was two of me My true motivations hid beautifully A public face and a shadowed man A dirty ship with a clean cut capitan Foolin all my damn passengers Tellin them we're still on this planet earth [Hook x2] Wherever I sit today In front or against the wall I can accept it all No matter which-a way Wherever I sit today I'mma make a motherfucking throne It smells like rain again Fresh dew beads on the wet lawn How many sundays have I seen? How many blades of grass have I stepped on? My old friend used to walk barefoot Until the bottom of her feet looked silver Close to where the shaw meets wilshire I used to think she was a lunatic Now when I call she asks, who is this?
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