| Nobody told me you could die like this
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| Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah
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| Nobody told me, nobody told me
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| We never ever saw it comin', no, no
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| Live it up, live it up
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| Nobody ever told us we could die like this
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| Live it up, live it up
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| Nobody ever told us, we never saw it comin', no
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| Live it up, live it up
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| Nobody ever told us we could die like this
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| Live it up, live it up
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| Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love)
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| God prepare me for the war
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| Comfort be the thing that’ll make a king fall
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| Eyes on the Lord, gotta grip that blade of the sword
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| Tell me how you plan on gettin' swole if you don’t ever get sore (hold up)
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| They say, «Andy, this ain’t music for your core»
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| If they jumpin' ship now, they was never on board
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| I got enemies, man they wanna see me on the floor
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| I got frenemies, couldn’t even tell you who they are
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| If you’re not driven by the mission, you’ll be driven by the cars
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| Focused on what you been gettin' more than becomin' who you are
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| I tried to point 'em to the Son, but why they callin' me a star?
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| Who woulda thought we set they minds free with these bars?
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| In this game, in this biz
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| Want the fame, want get rich
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| Comfort, everybody wantin' it
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| Never knew I could be lost in this
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| This my sophomore, gotta go hard
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| When the show over, no encore
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| I got enough but I want more, want more!
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| Nobody told me you die like this
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| Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah
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| Nobody told me, nobody told me
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| We never ever saw it comin'
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| My own people owned people, but they don’t own that
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| They say racism dead, man our president is black
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| Two terms in the White House, that don’t mean jack
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| If we still believe our present ain’t affected by our past
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| First class with a coach bag, I forgot
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| When you start eatin' you lose your hunger then grow fat
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| I apologize for Christians with pickets sayin', «God hates fags»
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| I promise Jesus wouldn’t act like that
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| He said it’s hard for a rich man to get to heaven
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| When we feel like we don’t need God, then we forget Him
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| We tell 'em that, «If you don’t make me money or make me happy
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| Then I ain’t makin' time for ya', so make it snappy»
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| And I think lately you mistake me for a cabby
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| Cause this drive that I got put everybody in the backseat
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| So if you wanna live a comfortable life
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| Make sure you never love nobody, be selfish and never sacrifice
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| We got legal weed that’ll keep us high
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| 'Round the world other people die
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| Where on earth is my wi-fi?
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| Our stomachs full and our pockets fat
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| I need love, there’s a site for that
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| I had more when I had less
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| I think I got too comfortable, yeah
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| I think I got too comfortable
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| I think I got too comfortable, yeah
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| I think I got, I know I got
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| I think I got too comfortable
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| I know I got, I think I got
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| I know I got, a little too comfortable
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| 'Scuse me, sorry. |
| Uh, sorry. |
| 'Scuse me, comin' through. |
| Sorry, 'scuse me.
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| No, it’s cool
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| The next stop is…
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| Uptown! |