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If you survive these crazy days | I'll jump around and sing a praise | You can't walk around and mess with me
If you survive these crazy days I'll jump around and sing a praise You can't walk around and mess with me You can't walk around and mess with me, oh I've been wishing Wishing on a wishing well Wishing that you wish me well I'm throwing coins in places that got no water So who really got power The survival of the fittest She said I have to fight this earth I think it's too heavy of a burden So I break it down And flow through the land of deception A thousand women can take my mind if I let 'em See the land is my mind I try to tell it something different, oh Good gracious God, what are the odds I make it? Silly boy, silly boy I wish you nothing but well in your life So if you try to go and fill the void Remember, use your heart to lead you right If you survive these crazy days I'll jump around and sing a praise You can't walk around and mess with me You can't walk around and mess with me, oh I've been hoping Hoping on a hoping tree Hoping it will let me be I'm sitting under places that got no shade So who really got power I think I'm serving something new Put me six feet underneath dirt It's too deep for me to focus So I dig right up and my hands feel the air And my eyes see the earth, the heavens up above I want you to know You know the way to make a grown man cry And that's alright, I see you here I see you here Silly boy, silly boy I wish you nothing but well in your life So if you try to go and fill the void Remember, use your heart to lead you right If you survive these crazy days I'll jump around and sing a praise You can't walk around and mess with me You can't walk a life you don't believe (alright, ay-ay-ay) I'm his young master, I'm having fun with him We in the same discussion, I'm eating lunch with him To please his mind is a mission, he got a dozen of 'em I have been passed down for generations, there's double in him Now he feeling silly inside, pull out my blicky (Someone called cops, someone take him down, down, down) Boy, you tink you pushing me off, no, I'm right with you I got then killer hands too, boy, I'll fight with ya Boy, I'll spar with ya, I'm in the car with ya I'm having fun with ya, I'm having fun with ya, damn (Will this silly boy ever see good life again?) (He got like five other homies that's living up in his head) Probably, probably We'll never know, never know, never know when
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